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Ann Veronica stood in the twilight room staring at the door that had slammed upon her aunt, her pocket-handkerchief rolled tightly in her hand. “You are a dear,” she exclaimed affectionately. "The Captain's in such a desperate hurry, that there's no time for love-making. " "No; it is only—what shall I say?—troubled. The truth was impossible, indecent. “I shan’t eat him. Lucy stepped inside. To have sprung this upon them to-night would have been worth a thousand pounds. There could not, he decided, possibly be two girls so much alike.
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