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. "But
if it is thy will to take me from him," she continued, as soon as her emotion
permitted her,—"if he must be left an orphan amid strangers, implant, I beseech
thee, a mother's feelings in some other bosom, and raise up a friend, who shall be
to him what I would have been. I bent over him. "You are giving that
chap the boot rather suddenly?"
"Had to. “And now,”
said Ann Veronica surveying her apartment with an unprecedented sense of
proprietorship, “what is the next step?”
She spent the evening in writing—it was a little difficult—to her father and—
which was easier—to the Widgetts. “What do you think of that farce?” he exclaimed bitterly. It was quite dark; but as
some of the assemblage carried links, it was soon ascertained to be headed by
the same party who had mainly incited the former disturbance. “I’ll run, too,” she volunteered. Then a
handkerchief was thrown over the cage, to prevent the bird from singing; it was
her favourite canary. There is no further hope. The joy of being loved
thrilled her as nothing before had ever done, a curious abstract joy which had
nothing in it at that moment of regret or even pity.
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