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A door in this house opened upon the yard. “Please let me drive you home. As she talked, the drift and significance of what she was saying shaped itself slowly to Ann Veronica’s apprehension. —Give me the letters, my love," she added aloud, and in her most winning accents; "they're some wicked forgeries. It is easy enough to sing these little chansons in an original way—it requires a very different sort of ability to succeed on the stage. It was the beginning and the end of the transaction.
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