She followed him about persistently, and succeeded, after a brisk, unchivalrous struggle (in which he pinched and asked her to “cheese it”), in kissing him among the raspberries behind the greenhouse. ‘Dare I suppose that to be of her making?’ Gerald flushed. To the poor carpenter it seemed an endless distance. The girl had told him distinctly that her name was Anna. They cannot imagine the discomforts involved, and they see only mystery in your fight to recover your lost heritage.
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