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In privacy he read and reread it a dozen times, and eventually destroyed it by fire. I’ll be ready in a moment. He was smiling under his heavy mustache, and his head was a little on one side as he looked at her. He kissed her cheek. Occasionally the flames would bend, twist and writhe crazily as the punka-boy bestirred himself. ‘Yes, that is what the nuns they said of me. As to his mother, I've no pity for her. From the first, Ann Veronica found him an exceptionally interesting man. "Women must have their wills while they live, since they can make none when they die," observed Wood, as he imprinted a kiss of reconciliation on the plump hand of his consort;—a sentiment to the correctness of which the party chiefly interested graciously vouchsafed her assent.
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