But he would make it a point not to speak again to the girl. I can’t imagine what possessed you, Veronica. The place was gloomy, with its darkly panelled walls, but it was sparsely furnished. He never cries nor frets, as children generally do, but lies at my bosom, or on my knee, as quiet and as gentle as you see him now. Anna nodded as she briskly crossed the pavement.
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