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‘You do not say, “I am a gentleman born. Anna stepped back at once with a little gasp of relief. The gentleman appealed to shook his head in reply, coughed as only a Dutchman can cough, and raising his hand from the bowl of his pipe, went through precisely the same mysterious ceremonial as the Master. The love-songs of all the ages were singing in her blood, the scent of night stock from the garden filled the air, and the moths that beat upon the closed frames of the window next the lamp set her mind dreaming of kisses in the dusk. But it annoyed Ann Veronica. One day she had thrown all the gifts into the lagoon, and visited the secret nook no more. " Blueskin, meanwhile, having drained and replenished his glass, commenced chaunting a snatch of a ballad:— Once on a time, as I've heard tell. He is a knight. "A vow," she answered,—"a vow to my dead husband.
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