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There was nothing to replace the all important letter from her father. There was a wild light in her eye, and her straight hair was out demonstrating and suffragetting upon some independent notions of its own. She thought of an old abandoned barn that she could inhabit further downriver, but shrugged off the idea in disdain. “Let us put the lamp out,” she said; “the flames are ever so much better for talking,” and Ann Veronica agreed. She wore a wonderful dress of turquoise blue, made by a great dressmaker for a function which she knew very well now that she would never attend. ” She looked at him with curious eyes.
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