” “And you can’t?” “I don’t think I ought to control myself. “But if my manner tells! I cannot help it if that shows. A deep dread calm, like that which precedes a thunderstorm, now prevailed amongst the assemblage. ‘Oh! little Vee!’ he cried, ‘little Vee!’ and put his face between his hands and sat still for a long time before he broke out again. ‘It could not be helped, whichever way I made my presence known.
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