It had been Ann Veronica’s lot as the youngest child to live in a home that became less animated and various as she grew up. Her eyes followed him. And, if I'd my own way, I'd drown 'em all like a litter o' puppies. “You poor child!” he said; “don’t you see the infinite folly of these proceedings? Think! Think of the love and affection you abandon! Think of your aunt, a second mother to you. ’ She paused, struggling for the word. ’ ‘This is what you say of him? Me, I find he is growling all the time like a dog. Swiftly he looked back to Melusine and found she had whisked to the window, dragging a pocket handkerchief from her sleeve and hastily blowing her nose.
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