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” He would say every time she wore it. "Devilish strange!" thought he, chuckling to himself; "queer business! Capital trick of the cull in the cloak to make another person's brat stand the brunt for his own—capital! ha! ha! Won't do, though. Then there was Tom Jarrot, the hackney-coachman, who was pitched off the box against yonder curbstone, and broke his leg. The spinsters—who on the morrow would vanish out of the girl's life for ever—had already left their imprint upon her imagination. Annabel saw it, and suddenly changed her tone. ” Miss Stanley rose and regarded Ann Veronica fixedly. " At the mention of the latter occurrence, a dark cloud gathered upon the stranger's brow.
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