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She hesitated, and for a moment thought of omitting her second verse altogether. Twice she smiled, but not unkindly. This "fatal retreat for the unfortunate brave" was marked by a low wooden railing, within which stood the triple tree. ” It was a tiny little room, daintily furnished, individual in its quaint colouring, and the masses of perfumed flowers set in strange and unexpected places. “She tried everything, and last of all she tried the stage. “You are their friend, then?” “I am,” Courtlaw answered.
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