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When she saw Ann Veronica she stood for a moment as if entranced, and then advanced with outstretched hands. Gods! what it must be to pour out strong, splendid verse—mighty lines! mighty lines! If I do, Ann Veronica, it will be you. He had got here at speed by that means. That held his thought as the magnet holds the needle, inescapably.
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