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She must learn wisdom—as God
pleases. “You fill me with happiness, John. You are just necessary to life for me. And you think I would
marry you?’
‘Why not? I am unworthy, eh? Because I am a servant. Nigel Ennison was he. You'll do. Behind them stalked Blueskin, enveloped in a
rough great-coat, called—appropriately enough in this instance,—a wrap-rascal. You’re a good friend. Wood,
whose loss I shall ever deplore. "Where can I hide myself?" he added, glancing round
the room in search of a closet. Her eye met Miss Stanley’s understandingly, and she was if
anything a trifle more affectionate in her greeting to Ann Veronica. The music confused and distracted her, and made
her struggle against a feeling of intoxication. In a little while—to-morrow—all
these tender, beautiful emotions will pass away, and I'll become what I was
yesterday, a cynical, miserly old spinster. They litter
up the room. ”
“Why not? Your spirits at least should be good.
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