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“But, dear, think! He is your father. He disappeared into its thick doors like a magician’s rabbit. ‘But for my dowry, what else? One cannot expect that an Englishman will marry any jeune demoiselle without a dowry. ‘You are a born rebel, ma’am, and I can see now where she gets it from. ” “I shall have no objection at all,” Anna assured him. It now came to him with an added thrill how well she had told her story; simply and directly, no skipping, no wandering hither and yon: from the first hour she could remember, to the night she had fled in the proa, a clear sustained narrative. She was not altogether surprised when she found a deer, gutted of its entrails and strung with a garland of flowers, on the cave’s doorstep one humid summer morning. If the boy had done anything wrong back there in the States, his would be the brand of conscience to pay him out in full. ” “I suppose all men,” said Ann Veronica, in a tone of detached criticism, “get some such entanglement. Something has happened to change her marvellously, either that, or she wilfully deceived me and every one else in those days as to her real self.
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