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She mounted the stairs of the theatrical agent’s office with very much less than her usual buoyancy, nor did she find much encouragement in the general appearance of the room into which she was shown. “He is addressing a meeting of his constituents somewhere,” Annabel answered. She washed her face twice after making smudgy eyeshadow and lipstick errors. She possessed it, astonishing fact! She had summoned this energy so continuously during the past four weeks that now it was abiding; she knew that it would always be with her, on guard. ’ Roding’s voice changed. In vain he fondly urged his suit, And, all in vain, the question put; She answered,—"Mr.
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