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. . Then a handkerchief was thrown over the cage, to prevent the bird from singing; it was her favourite canary. “My dear,” she began, with an affectionate hand on Ann Veronica’s shoulder, “I do SO wish you would realize how it grieves your father. The stairs were outside but they had been covered with a thin plastic roof. ” “Oh!” said Ann Veronica. We are nuns.
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