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He trembled, not from any superstitious dread, but from an undefined sense of approaching danger. Jonathan caught her in his arms. Certainly you have a reason. If I had never met anything of you at all but a scrap of your skin binding a book, Ann Veronica, I know I would have kept that somewhere near to me. It hung from the centre of a stout pole, each end of which rested upon the calloused shoulder of a coolie; an ordinary Occidental chair with a foot-rest. ‘Parbleu,’ she uttered indignantly. Why doesn’t she marry? Plenty of money under her father’s will.
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