Don’t take revenge on him because I’ve wronged you. He gave glimpses of possibilities. Meanwhile, the clergyman, bare-headed and in his surplice, advanced to meet them. "Who knows but this key may open a golden lock one of these days?" And, picking it up, he thrust it into his pocket. He dressed rather after the fashion of the West End than the City, and affected a cultured urbanity that somehow disconcerted and always annoyed Ann Veronica’s father extremely. There's the paragraph. “Agreed,” he said with queer exaltation, and his grip tightened on her hand. You’re going to live under the cat’s foot. ‘Suppose you don’t know what sort of proof she was after?’ he asked. The aunt rushed over to her nephew, knelt and wrapped him in her arms. "Well, if you won't come, I shall help myself, and that's unsociable," pursued the speaker, evidently, from the noise he made, suiting the action to the word. ’ Miss Froxfield intervened quickly as her betrothed showed signs of erupting again.
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