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Just then Anne passed by on the arm of a very old man, an ancient and withered nobleman, perfectly groomed, perfumed, and dyed, who was paying her highly decorative compliments, as Curatulo could guess from his slightly precarious animation. Beside him the young girl looked startlingly young and fair, her pale soft hair, her throat,—a little too slender

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