"Oh no—no! You say this to terrify me—to try me. "It's like enough, I dare say," rejoined Sheppard. ”
Even in the glamour of Miss Brett’s assurance it seemed to Ann Veronica that
this was, after all, no more than the gospel of Miss Miniver with a new set of
resonances. Her aunt, a faded, anæmic-looking lady of
somewhat too obtrusive gentility, was still sitting with her hand pressed to her
heart. The fee is
owed to the owner of the Project Gutenberg-tm trademark, but he
has agreed to donate royalties under this paragraph to the
Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation. "It is an ordinary wedding," he added;
"some shopkeeper's daughter. He had dungarees on and a blue work shirt. ‘But I have been
perfectly honest about that. And at last Ann Veronica and Miss Miniver came down the dark staircase and
out into the foggy spaces of the London squares, and crossed Russell Square,
Woburn Square, Gordon Square, making an oblique route to Ann Veronica’s
lodging. As the wedding neared, she bought some finer things:
a veal roast for supper, a single pearl for the dowry. "I can't say I do," replied Wood. “Indeed!” Anna answered indifferently. I saw him first a few months ago
at Mrs.
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