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‘I can’t do that. Ann Veronica stood in the twilight room staring at the door that had slammed upon her aunt, her pocket-handkerchief rolled tightly in her hand. The perspiration stood out upon his forehead. “Let me add too that I am thankful for your decision. ” “Oh. My heart would speak if it could, for it is very full.
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