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Then one old crone, short-sighted and shaky-handed, called Ann Veronica “dearie,” and made some remark, obscure and slangy, of which the spirit rather than the words penetrated to her understanding. Michelle was too polite to put it into words. There was a murmur or two among the watchers on the bench, but no one ventured to intervene again. “Our ways happened to lie together. This one was Henry Esmond, that one the melancholy Marius, and so forth and so on; never any villains. Wood's reception of the widow, who, at that moment, was ushered into the room by Winifred, was not particularly kind and encouraging.
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