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Ann Veronica tried to keep hold of a complicated situation and not lose her head. But his treasured dream lay shattered at his feet. CHAPTER XXIX. A dark mass of wreckage, over which hung a slight mist of vapour, lay half in the ditch, half across the hedge, close under a tree from the trunk of which the bark had been torn and stripped. The ladies can't sleep in their beds for him; and as to the men, they daren't go to bed at all. I shall always be kind to him; I sha'n't bait him. ‘Do you think I do not know? What am I doing here, do you think?’ ‘That’s just exactly what I’ve been asking myself,’ he returned. T' other gen'l'man said the letter 'ud explain all.
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