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In the genuinely dissipated face there was always a suggestion of slyness in ambush, peeping out of the wrinkles around the eyes and the lips. A few feet away, across the low vases of pink and white roses, sat Annabel, more beautiful to-night perhaps than ever before in her life. The perception of him flooded her being. . “I came to London,” said Ann Veronica, “rather because of my own difficulty. Stay! I'll go myself.
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