Sheppard's house, loud yells and vociferations reached his ears; and, looking downwards, he perceived a great stir amid the mob. No girl with a face like that…. If I had never met anything of you at all but a scrap of your skin binding a book, Ann Veronica, I know I would have kept that somewhere near to me. I must stay a minute longer, if only to see you smile. After all, the Wastrel was in luck: he was alone.
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