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Wood, softening her asperity. E. Annabel turned on the electric light and made her way into the sitting-room. Ramage talked always about women or some woman’s concern, and very much about Ann Veronica’s own outlook upon life. Only how had they missed him? Were they imbecile? Or perhaps the mists had concealed him from them. "I know not—and care not," replied Jack. Profoundly. “What makes you ask such a question, Vee?” she said.
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