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“It’s—private. Well, it's scarcely credible. ” He replied. There lay upon this stand a book bound in limp black leather—the Holy Bible. Then, after Capes had been through her work and had gone on, it came to her that the fabric of this life of hers was doomed to almost immediate collapse; that in a little while these studies would cease, and perhaps she would never set eyes on him again. —Give me the letters, my love," she added aloud, and in her most winning accents; "they're some wicked forgeries. None of the things they said and did were altogether new to Ann Veronica, but now she got them massed and alive, instead of by glimpses or in books—alive and articulate and insistent. It was nearly one o’clock; but there were lights still in all her windows.
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