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He tried to make love to me. “You are the type that I want to marry someday, you’ve got a beautiful body, such pretty eyes. Trust you. He never seemed to take full advantage while they were in his mammoth automobile. He dressed rather after the fashion of the West End than the City, and affected a cultured urbanity that somehow disconcerted and always annoyed Ann Veronica’s father extremely. Young and old were dressed in their gayest apparel; and it was evident from the smiles that lighted up every countenance, from the roguish looks of the younger swains, and the demure expression of several pretty rustic maidens, that a ceremony, which never fails to interest all classes,—a wedding,—was about to take place. ’ ‘Sir!’ came from Trodger, and the booted feet clattered off and out of the front door.
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