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He stood up, apparently intending to put an arm about her, but she stepped back from him quickly. “Ding-dong-Diedermayer is here, Lucy. That paper must be signed, or I take my departure. And now you must go back, take up your work and think all this over. “I ate their mother first. "Leave the room instantly, sirrah!" rejoined the lady, bouncing up, and giving him a slap on the cheek that made his eyes flash fire. It is your own choice, isn’t it?” She nodded. 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. They were standing face to face now upon the hearthrug.
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