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Fool that I was to marry for beauty! I ought to have remembered that a fair woman and a slashed gown always find some nail in the way. All at once she realised that Kimble had halted, leaning heavily against the wall. Her defence ceased rapidly to be in any sense ladylike, and became vigorous and effective; a strand of black hair that had escaped its hairpins came athwart Ramage’s eyes, and then the knuckles of a small but very hardly clinched fist had thrust itself with extreme effectiveness and painfulness under his jawbone and ear. “I thought I saw her in town to-day,” he said. My trouble is with your sister. These sisters moved in a grown-up world inaccessible to Ann Veronica’s sympathies, and to a large extent remote from her curiosity.
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