"Old Van told me if he grew up he would be hanged. Things happen out this way. “You see,” he said, “it is doubtful if we can ever marry. ’ ‘I think you—’ He broke off abruptly, astonished at what he had been about to say. I'm not quite such a greenhorn as Shotbolt, Jack, whatever you may think. The man asked twelve guineas, but after a little bargaining, he came down to ten. The smells of skewered fennel, roast chicken, and broiled pheasant saturated the air, and she could smell other wonderful aromas about them. I’ve been wondering where she got her dogged will, and that hot-headed adventurous spirit, for it wasn’t from either Mary or Nicholas, that’s sure. ’ He strode to the fireplace behind the leather-topped desk and addressed his own reflection in the mirror, wagging an admonitory finger in his own face. Her birthday was four months away, and that, at its extremist point, might give her another five pounds.
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