Do not let her think worse of me than I deserve,—or even so ill. Why ever did you let me get into that wagonette?” “I thought we had to,” said Ann Veronica, who had also been a little under the compulsion of the marshals of the occasion. Her aunt arrived about halfpast ten, in black and with an unusually thick spotted veil. For every Eden, there will be a serpent; for every sheepfold, there will be a wolf. “Why not?” “Because you are mine.
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