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“I don’t care what any one thinks,” said Ann Veronica. For a while they stood there, silent, motionless, staring at the doorway where still a few strings of the bamboo curtain swayed and twisted, agitated by the Wastrel's passage. Diable. "Jack," said Mrs. Was there anything he could do! "No, Hoddy; nothing. She followed the landlady half way up-stairs, and called up to Ann Veronica, “May I come up? It’s me! You know—Nettie Miniver!” She appeared before Ann Veronica could clearly recall who Nettie Miniver might be. Three more people came to meet them at the door. I’ve thought that out, and you must make up your mind to it.
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