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She had been in the drawing-room for a few minutes before the gong had sounded, and had chattered gaily to every one. F. Still—you must learn for yourself. ’ ‘But it’s my affair, Melusine. "Yes, yes," replied Edgeworth Bess. Her fingers rested upon his. His face was half hidden under a freshly pipeclayed sola topee—sun-helmet. Ann Veronica felt suddenly an effect of tremendous pathos; she would have given anything to have been able to frame and make some appeal, some utterance that should bridge this bottomless chasm that had opened between her and her father, and she could find nothing whatever to say that was in the least sincere and appealing. Take it," he cried, lifting the babe from the bottom of the boat, and flinging it towards its unfortunate father. I don’t care. As she danced there was in her ears the faded echo of wooden tom-toms.
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