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Then she
dropped the curtain and stepped back into the room. Sleep did not come easily, but eventually her mind
stopped its chattering and she fell into a deep slumber. ”
“I suppose this makes you an actress?” said Ann Veronica. “Exceptionally so. As the woollendraper's back was towards him, he did not perceive him, but continued his
passionate addresses. At the sight of her he became rigid and a singularly bright shade of
pink. The lady's name's
engraved inside, but so small I can scarcely read it. The spirit I drink may be poison,—it may kill me,—perhaps it is
killing me:—but so would hunger, cold, misery,—so would my own thoughts. I was being
stupid.
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