“It makes me feel,” he said, “that nothing is impossible—to have you here beside me. ’ So saying, he pulled her forward, slipping her arms about his back. And then the fetters, which were still upon his legs:—how was he to get rid of them? Tired and dispirited, he still wandered on. “Your little flag of pride must flutter down with the rest of them, Ann Veronica. Her clock had stopped—stopped at the very hour on which she had quitted the Mint! She had not the heart to wind it up again. Instead of English villas and cottages there were chalets and Italian-built houses shining white; there were lakes of emerald and sapphire and clustering castles, and such sweeps of hill and mountain, such shining uplands of snow, as she had never seen before. I hung around Harvard a little when you were there. Wild.
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