” Cathy insisted. Already the seed of a tender dream was stirring. “Did you—did you really think that they would take you for a Frenchman?” she exclaimed. At last he took up his thoughts again: “I wonder if, some day, one won’t need to rebel against customs and laws? If this discord will have gone? Some day, perhaps—who knows?—the old won’t coddle and hamper the young, and the young won’t need to fly in the faces of the old. ” “Annabel, are you mad? To England! You are joking, of course. She had always loved babies, like you! We ran away to the Barbars, back then, the land of the barbarian North. "Your hesitation convinces me he does," replied the widow.
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