” Ann Veronica said nothing in answer to that. Such ambitions as he had were stereotyped and material. We’re hard stuff!” Then she went on: “To think that is my father! Oh, my dear! He stood over me like a cliff; the thought of him nearly turned me aside from everything we have done. Dese ere not schouts, as you faind, but jonkers on a vrolyk; and if dey'd chanshed to keel de vrow Sheppard's pet lamb, dey'd have done her a servish, by shaving it from dat unpleasant complaint, de hempen fever, with which its laatter days are threatened, and of which its poor vader died. Besides, he was a Yale man. “You don’t propose, do you,” she said quietly, “that I should take this man for my husband?” “You can drive him away,” Annabel cried. ” He stood before her, his hat in his hand, his head bent, his voice lowered to a convenient pitch. He was sipping a glass of cold gin and water, and smoking a short black pipe.
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