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The comments on the makeover lessened but were replaced by long admiring glances by boys who had never before given her the time of day. “One doesn’t wait,” said Ann Veronica. “Every one. “You are a dear,” she exclaimed affectionately. She had even played in an opera by Verdi once, but had to dress as a boy to do it. They must be for your father. "Come with me, my love, come—come," cried his mother, seizing his hand, and endeavouring to force him away. He looked across at Annabel, and he groaned.
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