She is Bohemian to the fingertips. CHAPTER XX. Ann Veronica tried to seem absolutely unconcerned. “I am delighted to see you, Mr. “Sit down,” he said, and perused—“perused” is the word for it—for some moments. ” “I sent a telegram, aunt,” said Ann Veronica. The Night-Cellar XVIII. "Did you never see two gentlemen with only a couple of peepers between them before!" "Never, I'll be sworn!" said Smith, taking the opportunity of filling his glass while his comrade's back was turned; "we're a nat'ral cur'osity.
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