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“Do you think it is fair of you to persecute me just now?” “It is not persecution, Anna,” he answered gently. And me, I wish to know why you have seen him. ” The hand lingered too long. I’ll be waiting for you outside. You don’t wear a dinner coat with a flower in your button-hole, or last night’s shirt, or very glossy boots, nor do you haunt the drawing-room in the evening, or play at being musical. ‘No need to shake in your boots,’ Gerald said soothingly. . Some of them are now buried at the bottom of the Thames. ” Lucy spoke up, “We used to call that ‘playing the coquette’. Still, my tutor was a highly educated scholar—my father. I am going up to dine with my sister.
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