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She descended the stairs, and found herself at last in the street—alone. "Your voice seems familiar to me—and—but I'm getting a little deaf—and my eyes don't serve me quite so well as they used to do, especially by this light. As she danced there was in her ears the faded echo of wooden tom-toms. ” “May I put you in a hansom?” he asked, lifting his stick. “Would YOU like us—if some one told you the bare outline of our story?— and what we are doing?” “I shouldn’t mind,” said Ann Veronica.
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