” “Your priestess,” whispered Ann Veronica, softly. ” “Wait? For what?” She replied. “I mean to go to that dance! I meant to reason with you, but you won’t reason. Anna turned deliberately away from the bedside. Miss Garvice repeated again, and almost in the same words she used at every discussion, her contribution to the great question. Occasionally the flames would bend, twist and writhe crazily as the punka-boy bestirred himself.
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