Mother—dear mother!" he added, clasping her in his arms, "Look at me again. Everybody looked askance at everybody else. That wrappered life, as you call it—we’ve burned the confounded rags! Danced out of it! We’re stark!” “Stark!” echoed Ann Veronica. Stop! we must shut the door, or they'll catch us. “—but this cannot be. 8. “Don’t!” she begged.
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