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She took the pocket-book and looked up at him with a little impulsive
movement. It's almost
incredible. Her mother
brewed potions to scent her hair, sweet balms of anise for
her lips and hands, told her wonderful secrets, some
decidedly un-Christian. That's the kind,
my friend, that always fall soft. And don't worry about the six thousand, Hoddy. End of Project Gutenberg's Anna the Adventuress, by E. There must be real
Valjeans, else how could authors write about them? Supposing some day she met
one of these astonishing creators, who could make one cry and laugh and forget,
who could thrill one with love and anger and tenderness?
Most of us have witnessed carnivals.
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