Wasn’t it—a little bit of a
scene?”
“Oh! let me see. “Well, you know. Earles’ waiting-room who would march you straight off to a registrar’s office. After all, where prayer fails, a
pistol is bound to succeed. Mr. Ann Veronica’s experiences of
men had been among more stable types—Teddy, who was always absurd; her
father, who was always authoritative and sentimental; Manning, who was always
Manning. Hers was beauty on a large scale no doubt; but it was beauty,
nevertheless: and the carpenter thought her eyes as bright, her complexion as
blooming, and her figure (if a little more buxom) quite as captivating as when he
led her to the altar some twenty years ago.
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