“She is marvellously clever,” he said. His father spoke for him. "Let me see," replied Wood; "exactly twelve years ago last November. “We are, or rather we were, so much alike then that the portrait of either of us would have done for the other. There was a great splash of blood upon it, her hand was all wet and sticky. One trouble, however, shot its slanting bolts athwart the shining warmth of that opening day and marred its perfection, and that was the thought of her father. She wished she had not stood up. I can’t imagine what possessed you, Veronica. The hand which the man had been holding hung limp and nerveless at her side. E.
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