The time was the 26th of November, 1703: the place, the Mint in
Southwark. ‘You’re either mad, or in love. The slack of her ridinghabit and full under-petticoats was gathered into her left hand, and her booted
ankles were visible as she held the skirts well out of her way. Ann Veronica realized that she was alone with the world. There was a
case, or something, some years ago. At the same time she was
wildly exultant at the resolution she had taken, the end she had made to her
blunder. Agreeably he
helped her take the shirt off. Oh! and love—love! We’ve had so splendid a
time, and fought our fight and won. "I'll make myself intelligible before I've done," rejoined Wild.
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