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She smiled at the sight of him, and thereat his radiation increased. Poor soul! she nearly died when she heard he had robbed his master; and it might have been well if she had done so, for she never afterwards recovered her reason. ’ It took several frustrating moments, working at the protrusions of the carving down the side of the bookshelves, tugging at leaves, pushing at flowers. "Come away!" he cried, with the roar of a demon. Ann Veronica could at the same time ask herself what this queer old gentleman could have meant by speaking to her, and know—know in general terms, at least—what that accosting signified. A knot of three policemen in conflict with her staggered toward Ann Veronica’s attendants and distracted their attention. She had looked forward to an explanation. ‘In the bookroom, sir,’ answered the man, his eyes round as they took in the furious beauty at the visitor’s side.
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