” “Well, tell me. Annabel, come to the door with me,” she added a little abruptly. John. ‘At least I couldn’t say for sure. I should think, Anna, that your own sense—er—of propriety would enable you to see this. ” “I hope that you may,” Anna answered enigmatically. His back was no sooner turned, than she slipped this casket into the box. When next he asked for her, some twelve hours later, he was told that Mademoiselle had left. But something instinctive prevented that, and with the finest resolve not to be “silly” and prudish she found that whenever he became at all bold in this matter she became severely scientific and impersonal, almost entomological indeed, in her method; she killed every remark as he made it and pinned it out for examination. It seems to me just talk; it seems to me like the fancy of a dream. I suppose most of our daughters would marry organ-grinders if they had a chance—at that age. 1.
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