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A white house that she often found charming loomed gray and ashen, its gardens shorn for the coming winter. She fled. He had brought her here to this place—where her freedom was curtailed even more than at the convent so that a cavalier was very much needed—and only on Monday came again. That she was provoked by his interference was obvious. “I shall never marry,” said Ann Veronica, resolutely; “I’m not the sort. ’ At a quarter past eleven I returned here with this gentleman, Mr. “You won’t give me away, Anna. What can a girl do? Somewhere at this point Ann Veronica’s speculations were interrupted and turned aside by the approach of a horse and rider. " CHAPTER VI. Anna was unimpressed. But from the rest—you saved me.
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