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Yes, yes; that was all very well in ordinary cases; but yonder was a soul in travail, if ever she had seen one. ‘One of your countrymen, perhaps?’ The girl clammed up, the moon of her white face staring up at him in the darkness. Suddenly the Wastrel took hold of the edge and flung the table aside. Except for one memorable school excursion to Paris, Ann Veronica had never yet been outside England. It was a port of call, since fortnightly a British mail-boat dropped her mudhook in the bay.
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