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What isn’t a day-dream is this: that you and I are going to put an end to flummery—and go!” “Go!” said Ann Veronica, clenching her hands. Wood, whose admiration for masculine beauty was by no means abated, glanced at the well-proportioned figure of the young man, and made him a very civil salutation. ‘What was you wanting it for, may I ask?’ ‘You may not ask, for it is none of your affair,’ Melusine snapped. ‘Champion?’ ‘The lad you saw following her. The arrival of la tante Prudence late next day had changed all this, it is true. “There’s no one here except me. Besides this, the door was crossed and recrossed by iron bars, clenched by broad-headed nails.
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