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“I was sick of the make-believe. Don't you see Mr. But at the word “home” she turned again. There stepped forth a tall brown man. \"Sure, I'd love to borrow some clothes for the night. ” She had a moment of sheer panic at the thing she had done. Remote little Ann Veronica! She would never know the heart of that child again! That child had loved fairy princes with velvet suits and golden locks, and she was in love with a real man named Capes, with little gleams of gold on his cheek and a pleasant voice and firm and shapely hands. She stood there with white set face and nervously clenched fingers. There!" Out of the dark unruffled sapphire of the lagoon came vertical flashes of burning silver, singly and in groups. "I declare you throw me into an ague.
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