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As she talked she made weak little gestures with her hands, and she thrust her face forward from her bent shoulders; and she peered sometimes at Ann Veronica and sometimes at a photograph of the Axenstrasse, near Fluelen, that hung upon the wall. Norris, wringing her hands and wepping, the unfortunate lady was placed upon a couch. “Yes, I believe he is. "I'll soon settle this business. It was now getting dusk, and he could only imperfectly distinguish the features and figure of the stranger. I could always 108 tell right away whether my new foster home was going to be good or bad. . Would it be Thérèse?’ She shook her head. "There!" she cried, laughing, "that'll teach you to lay hands upon me again.
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