‘Do you know, Mademoiselle Charvill, you are a thought too clever for your own good. Most of the horses were dead, all but three stallions and two mares left among what was once a thriving stable. And now, my angel, that I am acquainted with your sentiments on this subject, I shall readily fulfil a promise which I made to your lamented parent, whose loss I shall ever deplore. We propose to disregard all our ties, all our obligations, all the established prohibitions of society, and begin life together afresh. What does it matter? I am not a pauper, Annabel. “Are you aware, Ann Veronica, you nearly throttled that gentleman?” Then she reviled her own foolish way of putting it.
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