" "You do not remember me, I dare say," observed the stranger. ‘They cannot be worse than mine in English, monsieur. A time may come when this little chap will need my aid, and, depend upon it, he shall never want a friend in Owen Wood. The sidewalk resonated with the pounding of cold rain by the time she left the building. Without betraying the slightest confusion, or making a single remark, he quietly resumed his seat. Remote little Ann Veronica! She would never know the heart of that child again! That child had loved fairy princes with velvet suits and golden locks, and she was in love with a real man named Capes, with little gleams of gold on his cheek and a pleasant voice and firm and shapely hands.
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