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Thought she was a nun at first. Her aunt had secretly sent on to Ann Veronica some new warm underclothing, a dozen pairs of stockings, and her last winter’s jacket, but the dear lady had overlooked those boots. She was the social leader of Morningside Park, and in her superficial and euphuistic way an extremely kind and pleasant woman. ’ “Crude, I admit. Yes, yes; that was all very well in ordinary cases; but yonder was a soul in travail, if ever she had seen one. She forgot Anna’s sacrifices, forgot her own callousness, forgot the burden which she had fastened upon her sister’s shoulders. It was a pity people had to eat food. ” Ann Veronica was deciding for further confidences. "Fire!—murder—thieves!—I've got one of 'em!" "Come along," cried Jack. “I’m five years older than you, and no end wiser, being a man. ’ With satisfaction, Gerald noted that her voice was hopelessly unsteady and drove home his advantage. Then there was Tom Jarrot, the hackney-coachman, who was pitched off the box against yonder curbstone, and broke his leg. .
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