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Manning came into her thoughts again, an unexpected, tall, dark, self-contained presence at the Fadden. I never want you to be ashamed of me. "Come on, my lads!" vociferated Blueskin, "we'll unkennel the old fox. Flinging her back against it, she put her hands out, barring his way. He had removed his silk hat, and now sat looking at Ann Veronica over an untouched cup of tea; he sat gloating upon her, trying to catch her eye.
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