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"Is it poison?" she asked. ” “One has theories,” said Ann Veronica, radiantly. She thought her niece very hard and very self-possessed and self-confident. He was not, it seemed, the proper stipendiary at all, and there had been some demur to his jurisdiction that had ruffled him. " "Most likely," observed Jonathan, with a slight sneer; "the ghost of some highwayman who has just breathed his last in Newgate, no doubt. "Where did you learn the song I heard just now?" he demanded, in an authoritative tone. We have known men who have come here for no other purpose than to prove their unassailable virtue, who have strode into the arena of temptation, waving the—the what is it—the white flower of a blameless life, only to exchange it with marvellous facility for the violets of the Parisienne. She was no longer a confederate in that.
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