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“MY DEAR GIRL,— “I am so sorry if we made asses of ourselves to-night. Practically all. “Anna,” she cried, “you must believe me. “I’m just off, aunt,” said Ann Veronica. She would always be waiting upon this boy, he mused. Once again, he passed his hand over the surface and carefully noted all the obstacles. “It is so difficult,” she murmured, “so impossible to explain. She rested for a half hour in heaven on earth, feeling herself drift in and out of sleep. She came into the room. Then he stood up and repeated it again. The pouting cherry lips were slightly parted and the very faintest of panting breaths, together with the quick rise and fall of an alluring bosom, betrayed her fear. He took the first step toward the stairs, and met the restraining hand of McClintock.
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