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"What time is it?" inquired Jack. “Gods!” cried Ann Veronica, and kept him standing. She tended the twins while the Clotilde was in
Sebastian’s private chambers, a place she gave a wide
berth. I cannot live
without you, Anna. That boy was the carpenter's apprentice, Jack Sheppard. Never mind, I’ve got plenty. From all angles he was at a disadvantage—in weight,
skill, endurance. And such skirts as Ann Veronica had had
when she entered the valley of Saas were safely packed away in the hotel, and
she wore a leather belt and loose knickerbockers and puttees—a costume that
suited the fine, long lines of her limbs far better than any feminine walking-dress
could do.
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