” “Oh no,” said Ann Veronica; “I have some work to do. The Master of the Mint was accompanied by another gentleman almost as portly as himself, and quite as deliberate in his movements. She could not analyse what was stirring in her: the thought of losing the doll, the dog, and the cat. “You poor child!” he said; “don’t you see the infinite folly of these proceedings? Think! Think of the love and affection you abandon! Think of your aunt, a second mother to you. Ann Veronica found herself walking back down the Avenue that had just been the scene of her first proposal beside her aunt, and speculating for the first time in her life about that lady’s mental attitudes. She whipped round suddenly, and discovered the woman wedged into the corner by the window, keeping out of the way.
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