" "What kind?" "Dickens, Hugo. " "By Heaven!" cried Kneebone, with increasing fervour, "it is true—as true as my affection for you. ” “WHAT?” said Ann Veronica, startled. Swiftly following the sound of knocking, she crossed right and passed through a door near the windows—and found herself in the bookroom. "That I can't say. "Why, so it is," she said, in mock astonishment. That was one of the mysterious qualities of this child of the lagoon: she had always at instant service that Oriental mask of impenetrable calm that no Occidental trick could dislodge.
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