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You never saw him before yesterday. “I love you, Ann Veronica. "He is," replied a portly personage, arrayed in a gorgeous yellow brocade dressing-gown, lined with cherry-coloured satin, and having a crimson velvet cap, surmounted by a gold tassel, on his head. Anna was not “Alcide” of the “Ambassador’s,” whose subtly demure smile and piquant glances had called him to her side from the moment of their first meeting. He heard the door close; and in a little while he fell into a doze; and there came a dream filled with broken pictures, each one of which the girl dominated. He did not notice that Ann Veronica was preoccupied and heavy-eyed. It did not cheer or fortify him with false courage and recklessness; it simply enveloped him in a mist of unreality.
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