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Ann Veronica sat firelit by her tea-tray with, quite unconsciously, the air of an expert hostess. He felt her observance and warmed to it. For a moment, Kneebone had hesitated about giving the signal to Shotbolt, but, thinking a more favourable opportunity might occur, he determined not to hazard matters by undue precipitation. They are used to me, they only cry because they have become so used to being here. 192 Her skirt had ridden almost to her hips.
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