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’ ‘What, even less delightful than Gerald?’ enquired Lucilla, her eyes dancing. ” She murmured. I made a wrong choice, it seems—but my voice remains. She could hear their footsteps upon the pavement. “Gods,” she said, at last, “I’ve done it this time!” “Well!” She took up the neat morocco purse, opened it, and examined the contents. Annabel shines like a star in the darkness, Rosamund queens it a rose, deep rose; But the lady I love is like sunshine in April weather, She gleams and gladdens, she warms—and goes.
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