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She began at once a hasty readjustment of her hair, while Ramage
parleyed with inaudible interrogations. Gay, I've been in many odd quarters of
our city—have visited haunts frequented only by thieves—the Old Mint, the
New Mint, the worst part of St. It engulfed them
in black, white, and gray. It’s kind of the World War II thing. But always this new phase in life which civilization
called convention threw up barrier after barrier. “By God! Ann Veronica,” he said, sighing deeply. The light of memory flashed in the man’s face. Romance! The romance of passing faces, of wires that carried voices and words
to the far ends of the world, of tremendous mechanisms that propelled ships and
trains! And, oh the beautiful books!
She swiftly knelt upon the floor and once more gathered the books to her heart. You must come back.
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