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“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. Of the vast mass of these impressions Ann Veronica could make nothing at the time; there they were—Fact! She stored them away in a mind naturally retentive, as a squirrel stores away nuts, for further digestion. “Your father is in the study and wishes to speak to you. “She told you that?” “Yes. Oh, cuss it!” “Eh?” “He said I would. Well, one must hope, that was all. Jack Kimble stiffened, looking at his interrogator with wary anger in his face. "I had no thought of injuring your wife, and would have died rather than commit so foul a crime.
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