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He was a square-faced man of nearly fifty, with iron-gray hair a mobile, cleanshaven mouth and rather protuberant black eyes that now scrutinized Ann Veronica. It was dusty, with dirty clothing strewn about, a cracked basin thick with grime on the rickety dresser, and a film of grease on the leaded casement. People are afraid of her that no one has ever dared to make fun of her. “You shall,” she said. His little doll. She looked from Anna, who was far too nice-looking to be travelling about alone, to that reassuring pile of luggage, and wrinkled her brows thoughtfully. Behind every one of these myriad fronts she passed there must be a career or careers. She had slept badly at first in a long chair next to the fire waiting for him to return, but caught on after that.
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