. I too can see it. We can love on a snow cornice, we can love over a pail of whitewash. CHAPTER XV. ” Ann Veronica could have wept with vexation. He had barely settled at his desk in his library, when he was disturbed by two morning callers. After all, his was a pleasant face, and a pleasant voice, and very likely Annabel had behaved badly.
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