With this view he struck off into a narrow street on the left, and soon entered a small alehouse, over the door of which hung the sign of the "Welsh Trumpeter. “Fearful old fogey! I can’t imagine any sister of yours putting up with him for a moment. ” And thus it was that as Ann Veronica neared the gates of home, she said to herself: “I’ll have it out with him somehow. Why may I not be your friend? Somehow or other I feel that you have been driven into a false position.
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