You must forgive the poet’s license I take. She went about in a negligent November London that had become very dark and foggy and greasy and forbidding indeed, and tried to find that modest but independent employment she had so rashly assumed. "I have hurt you because I would not trust you. Ann Veronica looked bright and a little elated, and she disregarded her father’s invitation to be seated. They stopped talking, except to each other. He had buckled on his hanger, and had two brace of pistols in his belt, as well as others in this holsters. ’ ‘What are you about now, child?’ demanded Martha apprehensively. ” “There IS something sound in that position,” said Capes, intervening as if to defend Miss Garvice against a possible attack from Ann Veronica. "What is it you want?" she asked, as she held out the coat.
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