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He rose deliberately to his feet and confronted them. " "Write him," urged Spurlock, finding speech. ’ ‘Ah, that is easy,’ she began, laughing. He bullied frankly. He had removed his silk hat, and now sat looking at Ann Veronica over an untouched cup of tea; he sat gloating upon her, trying to catch her eye. His face turned a dark crimson. You're a queer lad. . Ann Veronica felt suddenly an effect of tremendous pathos; she would have given anything to have been able to frame and make some appeal, some utterance that should bridge this bottomless chasm that had opened between her and her father, and she could find nothing whatever to say that was in the least sincere and appealing.
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