She could not say who, not yet. “But why is it preposterous?” asked Ann Veronica, and fiddled with a pipe on the mantel. The silence of Canton at night was sinister, for none could prophesy what form of mob might suddenly boil out. Hold the chopper away from you, like this. Young and old were dressed in their gayest apparel; and it was evident from the smiles that lighted up every countenance, from the roguish looks of the younger swains, and the demure expression of several pretty rustic maidens, that a ceremony, which never fails to interest all classes,—a wedding,—was about to take place. The clouds were nearly black with rain, threatening to spill sleet in daggers and torrents. \"I guess so. But she had found it very difficult. Egad! I shall make a good thing of it.
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