Ann Veronica tried to keep hold of a complicated situation and not lose her head. “Don’t!” she begged. " "Your own was equally so," said Jackson ironically. "But I can guess what it's for. He stopped on the curb-stone, not facing her but as if he was on his way to cross the road, and spoke to her suddenly over his shoulder. There was the cottage she had inhabited for so many years,—in those fields she had rambled,—at that church she had prayed. Though," said the thieftaker, with a complacent smile, "all the world seems to tremble at it. Just a formal marriage.
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