Half an
hour passed, but Jack did not make his appearance. “NO!”
she said, at last, with something in her voice that reminded Ann Veronica of a
sprung tennis-racket. The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves
from the elms and horse-chestnuts. "
"Ha!" exclaimed Jack, drawing in his breath, and leaning forward with intense
curiosity. ‘Point
it at me. Within ten minutes he had read much more than had greeted his
eye. Ennison stood still for a
moment, swinging his latchkey upon his finger. I want you to feel that you have found a friend who has a strong
desire to be of service to you. "
"I'm sorry I mentioned it at all, since it distresses you," returned Winifred; "but,
as I knew my father intended to propose to you, if poor Jack should be respited
—"
"If he should be respited?" repeated Mrs. He was a little impressed by Ann
Veronica’s metaphor of the string, which, indeed, she owed to Hetty Widgett.
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