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Miss Stanley threw aside a black cloak to reveal a discreet and dignified arrangement of brown silk, and then embraced Ann Veronica with warmth. Jacques is very bad, and I am afraid he may die. Their momentary absence seemed to have worked wonders; for now the most perfect understanding appeared to subsist between them. She continued to fan herself. “Look round the table,” she said. The rain smelled of the Tyrrhenian Sea, which lay only a few paces beyond the manor's white sea-soaked walls. The guards had great difficulty in preserving a clear passage without resorting to severe measures, for the tide, which poured upon them behind, around, in front, and at all sides, was almost irresistible. She seemed honestly glad to see him. “Take me back. Of you—an angel with one wing. ‘That’s not much comfort. " CHAPTER XV.
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