” “I can assure you,” he answered, “that it isn’t a habit of mine. It seemed to her the last desperate attack upon the universe that would not let her live as she desired to live, that penned her in and controlled her and directed her and disapproved of her, the same invincible wrappering, the same leaden tyranny of a universe that she had vowed to overcome after that memorable conflict with her father at Morningside Park. " "You had better write them for me, Mr. “But my dear Ann Veronica, you will be getting into debt!” Ann Veronica at once, and with a feeling of immense relief, took refuge in her dignity. How is she?” “My sister is quite well, thank you,” she answered. Such was the condition of his mind that the danger exhilarated rather than depressed him. "Quite sorry, my good friend, there should have been any misunderstanding between us," observed the woollen-draper. “What nonsense is this? What raving! My dear child, you DO live, you DO exist! You have this home.
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