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Her heartbeat quickened. He halted,—looked fearfully around,—stopped again, and exclaimed aloud, "I don't like the job; and yet it must be done, or Mr. ’ ‘I think you understand me very well. "Begone! or I fire!" he cried. ‘You damned little fool! How dared you steal my sword?’ Her eyes flew open. She let go of him and stood up, straightening herself. ” “Isn’t that a little extreme?” “I am an extreme person at times. For some seconds of voluminous thinking they looked at the ring between them, and neither spoke. “Damn! Things are getting plainer. Ann Veronica had had some training at the Tredgold College in disentangling threads from confused statements, and she had a curious persuasion that in all this fluent muddle there was something—something real, something that signified. He sat in much the same attitude, and she stood just as she had stood when he told her she could not go to the Fadden Dance. The next page was a drawing that she had made in pen and ink of his face, or what she had remembered of it. But anything is better than this.
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