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“‘A SONG OF LADIES AND MY LADY “‘Saintly white and a lily is Mary, Margaret’s violets, sweet and shy; Green and dewy is Nellie-bud fairy, Forget-me-nots live in Gwendolen’s eye. “It’s either now or never,” said Ann Veronica, again ascending this stile. ” “On the contrary,” Anna whispered quietly, “we met in a small boarding-house where I was stopping. “That’s enough, Michelle!” Diane snapped in the ugly raised voice of the enforcer. Their idea of maidenly innocence was just a blank white—the sort of flat white that doesn’t shine. She had been in the drawing-room for a few minutes before the gong had sounded, and had chattered gaily to every one. E.
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