" "My father!" exclaimed Thames, in the utmost astonishment; "let me see it!" "Here it is," returned Jack, producing a small picture in a case set with brilliants. ” And thus it was that as Ann Veronica neared the gates of home, she said to herself: “I’ll have it out with him somehow. The trees were graceful and brown, arching and fanning their golden leaves as if to shower with coins the pink-gold sky. “I think, aunt,” she said, “you might trust to my self-respect to keep me out of that.
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