Ann Veronica, who knew her dress became her, dropped a curtsy to her
father’s regard. "Women must have their wills while they live, since they can make none when
they die," observed Wood, as he imprinted a kiss of reconciliation on the plump
hand of his consort;—a sentiment to the correctness of which the party chiefly
interested graciously vouchsafed her assent. She felt it
would save explanations if she did not state she had left her home and was
looking for employment. There was a pause, while the steel grey
eyes sliced at her. Why not?
Quite willing. But why do you ask?"
"Because—" stammered the boy. Then she went up-stairs again, dressed herself carefully for
town, put on her most businesslike-looking hat, and with a wave of emotion she
found it hard to control, walked down to catch the 3. Wood," cried David, pouring out a glass of the spirit, and
offering it to the carpenter, "that'll warm the cockles of your heart. Mrs.
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