I cannot go on. ” He read it in winter in the evening after dinner, and Ann Veronica associated it with a tendency to monopolize the lamp, and to spread a very worn pair of dappled fawn-skin slippers across the fender. The spinsters—who on the morrow would vanish out of the girl's life for ever—had already left their imprint upon her imagination. " "Lord bless us! you alarm me.
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