Sheppard: "but avoid that man as you would a serpent. “Sir John,” her aunt repeated, with thin emphasis, “is coming to see your sister. So, one day, because God was wroth, her mother ran away with a blackguard, and died in the gutter, miserably. ’ She inclined her head, looking up at him through her lashes, and passing a tongue lightly over her lips. She assumed with a kind of mesmeric force all the propositions that Ann Veronica wanted her to define. She shrank from him as he gripped her hand more forcibly. I have often felt before that it is only when one has nothing to say that one can write easy poetry. Ennison paused by the little gate. The terrors and anxieties of the last few months seemed to have fallen from her, to have passed away like an ugly dream, dismissed with a shudder even from the memory.
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