"O lud! what an exquisite box!" cried Edgeworth Bess. Now Owen Wood had one fair child,
Unlike her mother, meek and mild;
Her love the draper strove to gain,
But she repaid him with disdain. She recoiled. She was
not a reversion to type, which intimates the primordial; she suggested rather the
incarnation of some goddess of the South Seas. Sister Angelina shook her head as if to say that such ignorance was beyond
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He loved her many times, especially in the first month. ”
“It ought to make one happy. ”
“They were my posters,” Annabel said. ”
“It is you,” he cried, “you, who are talking folly, when you speak of friendship
between you and me. Oh, the beautiful books! Romance, adventure, love
stories! She gathered up the books in her arms and cuddled them, as a mother
might have cuddled a child. She was a trained being—trained by an implacable mother to one
end. The doctor had not heard from his people. ”
“But does it correspond with the facts of the case? You know, Mr. Jonathan gave utterance to a low whistle. I am five-and-thirty, and I have
knocked about in the world and tasted the quality of life.
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