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He was a square-faced man of nearly fifty, with iron-gray hair a mobile, cleanshaven mouth and rather protuberant black eyes that now scrutinized Ann Veronica. “Well, rather,” said Ann Veronica. " In this temper, it will naturally be imagined, that Mrs. “My dear Vee!” Her voice became very low. She drifted northward from the Strand, and came on some queer and dingy quarters. She romanticized, imagining a life on the High Seas. I think that I will tell you. . There was a trader—a man who bought copra and pearls. Now I know that you don’t live as close to the Beck house as you once pretended. out of the ten or twelve people one meets in a month not only say but feel and assume a thing, it is very hard not to fall into the belief that the thing is so.
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