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" "'The thief cometh in the night, and the troop of robbers spoileth without,'" said Wood, who had a text for every emergency. Ann Veronica watched her face, vaguely sympathizing with her, vaguely disliking her physical insufficiency and her convulsive movements, and the fine eyebrows were knit with a faint perplexity. "I call this ere crib the Little-Ease, arter the runaway prentices' cells in Guildhall. Then as she lay very still, with her hands clinched and her black hair tumbled about her face, he came still closer and softly kissed the nape of her neck. Pity he's ta'en to bad ways so airly.
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