If I’d meant it, my girl, you’d be dead meat. There was the motor accident, too. I sha'n't cry any more. “But my dear Ann Veronica, you will be getting into debt!” Ann Veronica at once, and with a feeling of immense relief, took refuge in her dignity. ‘A little promenade, madame?’ Madame Valade rose from the chintz-covered chair with alacrity and a little rustle of her silken petticoats. In regard to yourself, you've had a very narrow escape.
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