“Veronique!” she cried with a rising intonation, though never before had she called Ann Veronica anything but Miss Stanley, and seized her and squeezed her and kissed her with profound emotion. “I cannot conceive,” he said, “how any other occupation could ever have occurred to you. You have been to me like a mother, not only a wetnurse. This was automatically rather than thoughtfully done; habit. Wood's dwelling,—a plain, substantial, commodious farm-house. ‘I—I mean, she were—’ ‘Pretty as a picture?’ suggested Gerald. There was more to be told, and this was as good a time as any. ’ She moved to Melusine’s side as she spoke. " "It won't. ” A little sobbing cry from Annabel arrested Sir John’s attention. When she awoke she felt as if she were adrift on a soft cloud through a golden sky. To go to him, to console him! But she stirred not from her hiding place.
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