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‘Beg pardon, miss, but I’m told as how—’ She broke off, her eyes widening, her jaw dropping open. Part of her even believed that her mother would have wanted her to stop feeling guilty and to be happy. She knew that to expect more now was like anticipating a gold-mine in the garden. I should have known at a glance if it was. Having made a hole in the wall sufficiently large to pass through, Jack first tossed the bar into the room and then crept after it. Ann Veronica listened thoughtfully, with her eyes on the turf, and now and then she asked a question or looked up to discuss a point.
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