Sheppard, horror-stricken. Three little letters can’t make a bit of difference. There are men in the Lowndean who laugh at him—simply laugh at him. Ann Veronica surveyed his sloping back for a moment, and then drew her microscope toward her. Why, there's another party on the stair-head inquiring arter scullers; and, by the mass! they appear in a greater hurry than any on us.
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