“Will you come this way,” she said, “into the drawing-room? There is no one there just now. They were just nice. ” Ann Veronica perceived that she must not forget to remain eminently reasonable. She was dressed in a tattered black stuff gown, discoloured by various stains, and intended, it would seem, from the remnants of rusty crape with which it was here and there tricked out, to represent the garb of widowhood, and held in her arms a sleeping infant, swathed in the folds of a linsey-woolsey shawl. But, taking the chisel from Blueskin, Jack quickly forced back the bolt. Part 2 In the late afternoon, as Ann Veronica was gathering flowers for the dinnertable, her father came strolling across the lawn toward her with an affectation of great deliberation. Miss Stanley reflected on this proposal for a moment. "Did you ever hear me whine?" "No," admitted McClintock "You've no objection to my dropping in again later, after your guests go?" "No.
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