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And I guessed you would attack if I startled you. The present divinity of the cellar was a comely middle-aged dame, almost as stout, and quite as shrill-voiced, as the Billingsgate fish-wives above-mentioned, Mrs. . “You might at least,” she murmured, “have invented a more romantic reason. " Before Austin could recover himself, Jack and Mrs. ” “Married?” said Ann Veronica. He looked at it with uplifted eyebrows, but made no remark. Part 3 Ann Veronica’s father was a solicitor with a good deal of company business: a lean, trustworthy, worried-looking, neuralgic, clean-shaven man of fifty-three, with a hard mouth, a sharp nose, iron-gray hair, gray eyes, gold-framed glasses, and a small, circular baldness at the crown of his head.
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