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The room was intimate and wonderful to her with its shadows now cast over the girlish menagerie of stuffed animals. She pushed. " "Leave you!" echoed the ruffian, with a contemptuous laugh; "—not just yet. The pearls were really yours?" "They were left to me by my mother. All my life I've had to fight human wolves to hold what I have. You foolish girl!” Ann Veronica took that in silence.
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