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\" She sat down on a nearby bench. ” “Your priestess,” whispered Ann Veronica, softly. \" \"Not this Saturday, sweetie. Too damned chickenhearted to confess to me he’d run off with the woman. She tiptoed into the entryway where some decorator had placed a live orchid upon a glassy ebony table. I wonder if a man can quite understand that passionate feeling? It is quite a passionate feeling. She had been careless. She was marvellously pretty, but he was not quite sure—yet—that it was advisable for him to sit with her in so public a place. ‘And it is not only a question of her identity, but a matter of her life as well. "You were saying—?" "I started to say something; that is all.
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