I consented to become Mrs. “I shouldn’t have waited,” she said. "What for?" rejoined Quilt, evasively. “I mean to go to that dance!” she blubbered. ” “WHAT?” said Ann Veronica, startled. Her aunt, a faded, anæmic-looking lady of somewhat too obtrusive gentility, was still sitting with her hand pressed to her heart. ” She laughed. Such was the terror inspired by Wild's vindictive character, that few durst face him who had given him cause for displeasure. For this three weeks had been the hardest of her life. She was going to him soon and certainly, going to his strong, embracing arms.
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