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Her bonnet dropped off and was trampled into the gutter. But it was almost choked up with fallen stacks of chimneys, broken beams of timber, and shattered tiles. Restraining with an effort his intense curiosity, he talked of general subjects only, trying his best to entertain her. "Why, how the devil did you happen to guess that?" cried the janizary. Goopes said she believed in nothing else, and with that she glanced at Ann Veronica, rose a little abruptly, and directed Goopes and the shy young man in the handing of refreshments. Her mother brewed potions to scent her hair, sweet balms of anise for her lips and hands, told her wonderful secrets, some decidedly un-Christian. Marvel, in a tone intended to be consolatory.
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