These realizations rushed into Ann Veronica’s mind and hardened her heart against him. The Dawn Pearl; how well they had named her! The pearl without price—his and not his! He took her arm and drew it under his; and together they went down the veranda steps. I should have known at a glance if it was. Strange, demure-looking young woman, with wonderful complexion and eyes, and a style about her, too.
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