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She rehearsed the story of her forlorn long lost mother in her head, what she would say to the theorymongers. He would know her address to-morrow. I might utter a million, and still I doubt if I could make you understand. Sheppard, clasping him with a hand that burnt with fever, "I have been ill—dreadfully ill—I believe delirious—I thought I should have died last night—I won't tell you what agony you have caused me—I won't reproach you. That’s why I wanted your weapons. Then, very awkwardly, he took a stool and placed it at the end of Ann Veronica’s table, and sat down. Anna picked up an ancient magazine, and began to turn over the pages in a leisurely way.
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