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She gaped at its keep, at least ten feet tall, a frightening gray coffin turned upright. ‘Don’t dare call her that to my face. He turned irresolutely to the table upon which lay the scattered leaves of his old manuscripts. Ann Veronica was carried off her intellectual and critical feet by it altogether, and applauded and uttered cries that subsequent reflection failed to endorse. She can be of use to me yet.
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