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You have been her guardian angel. She stood up before him, smiling faintly. A crowd was collected round the fellow, who was rapidly disposing of his stock. It was his tall stance and his pale skin that drew him out of the crowd. He listened. "It won't do to betray the officer," he muttered. Already she missed all of her fine things, her linens and leather bound books. Ann Veronica wiped a scalpel, put a card over a watch-glass containing thin shreds of embryonic guinea-pig swimming in mauve stain, and dismantled her microscope. This was no night for the indulgence of dreamy musing.
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