“You see,” said Ann Veronica, with the air of one who shares a difficulty, “I’ve promised to go. A moment before, the surface of the stream was black as ink. "My horse has had a fall," replied Jack, assuming to perfection—for he was a capital mimic,—the tones of Quilt Arnold. She did not remember how many seasons it took before she relented, how much time before she decided to toy with his affections. In futur', I'll keep the 'Evenin' Star' for his lordship's enemies. ” They loitered under trees, they sat on mossy banks they gossiped on friendly benches, they came back to lunch at the “Star and Garter,” and talked their afternoon away in the garden that looks out upon the crescent of the river.
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