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Not a word was uttered for some time, nor any sound heard except the stilled sobs of the unfortunate mother. She went past three keenly observant and ostentatiously preoccupied waiters down the thickcarpeted staircase and out of the Hotel Rococo, that remarkable laboratory of relationships, past a tall porter in blue and crimson, into a cool, clear night. The girl only smiled at him serenely, but she laid her hand for a moment quietly upon his. “This is MY thing,” said Ann Veronica, softly, with thoughtful eyes upon him.

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