‘Would you have me face my maker with that on my conscience? If I’d died, there’d have been no one to tell you, for your father would not have done. "What's all this?" exclaimed Wood in amazement. "Well, you women are forgiving creatures, I must say," observed Jonathan, sarcastically. ” She replied. ” Even in the glamour of Miss Brett’s assurance it seemed to Ann Veronica that this was, after all, no more than the gospel of Miss Miniver with a new set of resonances. No one seeing you together could doubt that she is your granddaughter. ’ Gerald was relieved to find the girl did not attempt to run away, but meekly allowed him to usher her into the spacious and comfortable library which was his habitual haunt when at home. "But to drag this innocent child into the muck! With her head full of book nonsense—love stories and fairy stories! Have you any idea of the tragedy she is bound to stumble upon some day? I don't care about you. That’s how it takes me. It’s that father of yours you take after, no question. She winked at him as he shut the door. She had something of the feeling a Hindoo must experience who has been into surroundings or touched something that offends his caste.
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