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\"Sure, I'd love to borrow some clothes for the night. Above the work-table was a drop-light—kerosene. Ann Veronica was in their very forefront. Wood had been my father, as well as yours. Well, I'll take myself off. "Hush!—come hither, and I'll tell you. Chapter XX ANNA’S SURRENDER “This is indeed a gala night,” said Ennison, raising his glass, and watching for a moment the golden bubbles. He looked at her with a certain curiosity. . I do not choose the vicomte, for that would be foolish.
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