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My little maidservant will think that I am lost. I didn’t! I didn’t! After all—” For a time her mind ran on daintiness and its defensive restraints as though it was the one desirable thing. She was aware of him—a silk-hatted, shiny-black figure on the opposite side of the Avenue; and then, abruptly and startlingly, he crossed the road and saluted and spoke to her. She felt pride sashay into her thoughts. He would have to sit down here in Canton and wait, perhaps for weeks. Your name?" "Owen Wood," replied the carpenter; "I've no reason to be ashamed of it. Part 2 In the late afternoon, as Ann Veronica was gathering flowers for the dinnertable, her father came strolling across the lawn toward her with an affectation of great deliberation. "So the wheelman told you? I've always spoken it, though I can neither read nor write it. The colour slowly left her cheeks, the lines of her mouth hardened. Before he re-entered the prison, he hesitated from a doubt whether he was not fearfully increasing his risk of capture; but, convinced that he had no other alternative, he went on.
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