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The room was worse than pokey, it was shabby; and the view from the window, of chimney pots and slate roofs, wholly uninspiring. “I’ve fallen in love. A delicate flush of colour streamed into her cheeks. “You promised faithfully to be there,” he said slowly. You got my note?” “I certainly received a note,” Anna admitted. Suddenly he stopped short. But, after all, what does that matter? He is very much taken with me.
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