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A vague desire to justify himself ruffled her father. He found his youngest daughter intrusive in his thoughts all through the morning, and still more so in the afternoon. ” Ann Veronica sat with her chin on her hand, red-lit and saying little, and Miss Miniver discoursed. The four tourists contributed varied sums: the spinsters ten cents each, the girl a shilling, the young man a Mexican dollar. He had spoken impressively, and most likely Anna, had she reappeared, would have met with a fair reception. He had found Spurlock. She reflected upon that with a thrill of terror that was also, somehow, in some faint remote way, gleeful.
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