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I still have a cross stitch she made for me of a little fairy sitting on a daffodil. “It was your own fault,” she exclaimed. " "Ship her back to her father"—sagely. Presently the odour of burnt powder mingled agreeably with that of the incense. Ann Veronica woke rather later than usual, and lay awake for some minutes before she remembered a certain resolution she had taken in the small hours.
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