“Gods!” cried Ann Veronica, and kept him standing. "Well, like or not, I'm greatly pleased with it, and must beg it from you as a memorial——" "Of what?" she interrupted, startled by his change of manner. Of course, there'll be a few kinks to straighten out. He was bewildered. To have spoken lightly on such a subject a few hours ago would have seemed incredible. Her mother had died when she was thirteen, her two much older sisters had married off—one submissively, one insubordinately; her two brothers had gone out into the world well ahead of her, and so she had made what she could of her father. “I’ve got nothing in the world to pack with except a toy size portmanteau. I think not.
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