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She was strong, not unlike a pack mule or a camel; she thought to herself and smirked. “I am exceedingly sorry,” he said. “We will convince him now to the contrary,” Annabel answered. Perhaps you will meet him someday. But he wrote on. There were two school-mistresses, one of whom—Miss Klegg—might have been a first cousin to Miss Miniver, she had so many Miniver traits; there was a preoccupied girl whose name Ann Veronica never learned, but who worked remarkably well; and Miss Garvice, who began by attracting her very greatly— she moved so beautifully—and ended by giving her the impression that moving beautifully was the beginning and end of her being. Sheppard, with a laugh that cut the ears of those who listened to it like a razor,—"Do not despair! And who or what shall give me comfort when my son is gone? I have wept till my eyes are dry,—suffered till my heart is broken,—prayed till the voice of prayer is dumb,—and all of no avail. Wild. ‘What would you? The nuns they would not believe me, and so it was not possible for me to stay. “Oh, Ann Veronica!” he cried, “I cannot let you go like this! You don’t understand.
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