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And yet—I love you. Then as she drew nearer paint showed upon her face, and a harsh purpose behind the quiet expression of her open countenance, and a sort of unreality in her splendor betrayed itself for which Ann Veronica could not recall the right word—a word, half understood, that lurked and hid in her mind, the word “meretricious. Indeed it was apparent, from the likeness between them, that they were nearly related. You will be with me. The oaken beam, nine inches in thickness, was now the sole but most formidable obstacle to his flight.
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