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It occurred to Ann Veronica once that she had known him when he was younger, but day had followed day, and each had largely obliterated the impression of its predecessor. But who would pay the ransom? There was no one left in his family. Andrew's church, the bell of which was tolling, was covered with spectators. “Some day,” she answered. ’ ‘Merci,’ she sighed and, surrendering at last to his oft-proffered aid, allowed her head to droop onto his chest. Wood—" "That's false!" cried a voice behind him. She drew in a deep breath of the sweet mountain air. Ann Veronica, with a sigh at the cost of hospitality, made a hasty negotiation for an extra tea and for a fire in the groundfloor apartment, and preened herself carefully for the interview.
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