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It seemed as if each time her imagination reached out investingly, an invisible lash beat it back. Women! He is always chanting the praise of some discovery; sometimes it will be a native, often a white woman out of the stews. He put down his hat and umbrella, rested his hands on his hips, and regarded Ann Veronica firmly. He was introduced to Brendon, and a chair was brought by an attentive waiter. There she would wander about in the kindly darkness. Spurlock halted in his tracks. He led her unerringly, pushing her down the narrow stairway that had been the servants’ access to the upper floors, and thence through a small door that led into the chapel. Anna lets the deception continue and has to bear the burden of her sister’s reputation which, in Paris at any rate, is that of being a coquette.
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