"Ah! you are there, my dear young lady," said the widow, smiling faintly; "when I first waken, I'm always in dread of finding myself again in that horrible asylum. ’ ‘Do you indeed?’ rejoined the old lady, twinkling at him, and urging him towards the door. I'll leave these out, and to-morrow you can read them through. “I shall never marry,” said Ann Veronica, resolutely; “I’m not the sort. The recollection of the forlorn and loveless years—stirred into consciousness by the unexpected confrontation—bent her as the high wind bends the water-reed. I was a novelty. He'll be here two or three days. Why not? Quite willing.
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