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Ann Veronica sat back in an attitude of inattention, her eyes on a distant game of cricket, her mind perplexed and busy. Not one of them but bore the marks of having been engaged in a recent and severe conflict. You denied it at the time—but unfortunately I have proof. " "I'm sorry I mentioned it at all, since it distresses you," returned Winifred; "but, as I knew my father intended to propose to you, if poor Jack should be respited —" "If he should be respited?" repeated Mrs. She seemed to be making some sort of inventory. "Is this a season to speak on such a subject?" "Perhaps not," rejoined the woollen-draper; "but the uncontrollable violence of my passion must plead my excuse. “John, you were never bound to me, you don’t owe me anything. As though it was indelicate—it’s just a sort of shyness.
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