Ann Veronica felt suddenly an effect of tremendous pathos; she would have given anything to have been able to frame and make some appeal, some utterance that should bridge this bottomless chasm that had opened between her and her father, and she could find nothing whatever to say that was in the least sincere and appealing. But I can't account for it!" "At all events, you shall answer for it," thundered Wild, with a bitter imprecation. He leaned forward to better drink her in. I guess. As Spurlock called her name, she paused and turned. You know I call that positively wicked. “You ARE a female thing at bottom,” he admitted. . She could accord her father with one grace: he was not in any manner a hypocrite. She required no instructions from books; her wit and beauty were her own. Don't suppose," she added, with a scornful glance at her helpmate, "that I would pay him the compliment of thinking he could possibly be the father of such a boy as you. It’s a tremendous blow, of course—but it doesn’t kill me. Beneath that tree let us lie.
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