She's not for pleasure, but for work. Ann Veronica was carried off her intellectual and critical feet by it altogether, and applauded and uttered cries that subsequent reflection failed to endorse. My poor brain is so mixed, dear, I hardly know what I am saying. “You and Anna,” she said, “seem to have stumbled upon a mare’s nest. They might applaud, or object, or interfere, but the drama was her very own.
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