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"He who stands on the verge of the grave, as I do, should never be unprepared. It's as strong, if not stronger, than this. The splendid voices sang on from phase to phase of love’s unfolding, the ship drove across the sea to the beating rhythm of the rowers. Except for one memorable school excursion to Paris, Ann Veronica had never yet been outside England. Her eyes were lit with mirth, the corners of her mouth quivered. A long shrill cat-call in the gallery seemed to be the signal. What is the supreme idea in the heart and mind of youth? To win fame and fortune: and particularly to enjoy them. Spurling had retired for the night. The policeman raised his voice, slightly agitated. ” “Girls!” cried Ann Veronica.
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