‘Lord,’ Gerald uttered, his inexplicable annoyance evaporating. Anything in the least irregular is like poison to him. ” “I wish,” said Ann Veronica, with sudden anger, “that you could know what it is to live in a pit!” She stood up as she spoke, and put down her cup beside Miss Garvice’s.
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