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She could accord her father with one grace: he was not in any
manner a hypocrite. She was suddenly grave. ”
He then slipped a diamond ring on her finger. ‘Well, if that’s what the good Lord wants, then you’ll just have to accept it. ‘Well! I hadn’t no notion as he’d got hisself married again. “Agreed,” he said with queer exaltation, and
his grip tightened on her hand. 272
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EPILOGUE
She paced the Manhattan neighborhood, her backpack
swinging, marveling at the austere buildings gleaming
silver in their starkness. A bowl of roses, just brought by Ann Veronica, adorned the communal
dressing-table, and Ann Veronica was particularly trim in preparation for a call
she was to make with her aunt later in the afternoon. She chuckled. The bedding was removed; Mrs. “Mr. ‘And for you, monsieur le major, it will be well if you do not make me a shock
like this again. She held it away from her
with an instinctive repulsion, born of her unconquerable antipathy to the touch of
strangers.
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