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I would do anything—I would give anything to make you mine. He smiled complacently. It needs cultivating, I think. He wore a silk hat a little tilted, and a morning coat buttoned round a tight, contained figure; and a white slip gave a finish to his costume and endorsed the quiet distinction of his tie. She held her hand to the place where he had slapped her. It slid off flimsily. O'Higgins eyed it thoughtfully. There, after protestations of friendliness and helpfulness that were almost ardent, he mounted a little clumsily and rode off at an amiable pace, looking his best, making a leg with his riding gaiters, smiling and saluting, while Ann Veronica turned northward and so came to Micklechesil.
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