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Here she would find candy awaiting her, bits of ribbon, books. She had carried a chair into the room veranda and had watched and listened until the night silences had lengthened and only occasionally she heard a voice or the rattle of rickshaw wheels in the courtyard. “I’d give anything,” he remarked, “to see our little Vee happily and comfortably married. These were his mistresses, Poll Maggot and Edgeworth Bess. He was no longer in military uniform, and it was evident from his suit of brown brocade that he had been disturbed while preparing for an evening engagement. These thoughts, however, came to a broken end. Gerald would not marry her even with a dowry.
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