“Ruin me? Think of me with fondness? Are you dying of cancer or something?” He demanded. . “The young women of Jane Austen’s time didn’t get into this sort of scrape! At least—one thinks so. ” Her breath left her for a moment. “Do you think it is fair of you to persecute me just now?” “It is not persecution, Anna,” he answered gently. The Chapel 401 XX. “The very question, my dear sister,” she said, “tells me that I have succeeded. While this was taking place, another and more serious interruption occurred.
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