Bowing to the stranger, the woollen-draper very politely requested to know his business. “You delicate female!” “Who cares,” said Ann Veronica, “seeing it’s you? Warm, soft little wonders! Of course I want them. Sheppard, and neither deserve nor desire your thanks. Unless there was some real metal in the young fool, some hidden strength with which to breast the current, Ruth would become a millstone around his neck and soon he would become to her an object of pity and contempt. She saw her aunt in tears, her father white-faced and hard hit. I spend many delightful hours thinking of the pleasant and beautiful things of life.
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