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Hey. ” As the long, solitary days wore on, Ann Veronica found a number of definite attitudes and conclusions in her mind. She knew the truth of it all right. “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. Flesh and blood, vivid, alluring; she was no longer the symbol, therefore she had become, as in the twinkling of an eye, an utter stranger. "I have not trusted you.
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