A bad one in a rough-and-tumble; all the water-front tricks. ‘Ha! It’s you, is it?’ He threw a glance at his two juniors. They had asked her to come to the first of the two great annual Fadden Dances, the October one, and Ann Veronica had accepted with enthusiasm. Chapter VI A QUESTION OF IDENTIFICATION The little man with the closely-cropped beard and hair looked at her keenly through his gold eye-glasses. There was enough contra-light to render her ethereal.
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