Ann Veronica looked up at him and found him regarding her with eyes that were almost woebegone, and into which, indeed, he was trying to throw much more expression than they could carry. A diversion was created by the violent struggles of the little old lady. Wood, who had worked herself into a passion; "and, I'll warrant 'em, the boldest robber among 'em shall repent it, if he comes across me. I've foiled him hitherto, and will foil him yet. ‘It weren’t my wish, miss, I can tell you that. What little happiness I had I was forced to steal.
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