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” He stood before her, his hat in his hand, his head bent, his voice lowered to a convenient pitch. His was the Latin turn of thinking; he had fallen in love at thirteen, and he was still capable—he prided himself—of falling in love. ” “You did not——” “Wait, Annabel! When I arrived in London I went to live in the cheapest place I could find. Any one less courageous than himself would have abandoned the attempt from a conviction of its utter hopelessness; but, though it might for a moment damp his ardour, it could not deter him. ” Ann Veronica read this letter through with grave, attentive eyes. It seemed to her the last desperate attack upon the universe that would not let her live as she desired to live, that penned her in and controlled her and directed her and disapproved of her, the same invincible wrappering, the same leaden tyranny of a universe that she had vowed to overcome after that memorable conflict with her father at Morningside Park. I keep on thinking of you. He was just as much a greater master than any other I ever saw, as he was a greater judge of time and measure. He tried again. ” “Except,” said Constance, surveying her work with her head on one side, “to keep the matches from the litter. ’ ‘Well, sir? Who is “she”? Not my granddaughter, I take it. .
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