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“I think,” he said, “that I would fetch any one whom he has asked to see. He rose at once to his feet and turned a white face upon her. She breathed deeply, and he breathed sympathetically. “But I still think of my old foster brothers and sisters. She tightened her bandage and sat back, biting her lip. There were doorways to peer into, dim cluttered holes with shadowy forms moving about, potters and rug-weavers. “Home, of course,” she answered. Her bonnet dropped off and was trampled into the gutter. ” There followed an instant’s pause, and then Ann Veronica had decided to misunderstand.
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