You've your own reasons, no doubt, for bringing up her son —perhaps, I ought rather to say your son, Mr. Only of course I must begin something else at once. What isn’t a day-dream is this: that you and I are going to put an end to flummery—and go!” “Go!” said Ann Veronica, clenching her hands. "Oho!" he said. Awful shapes seemed to flit by, borne on the wings of the tempest, animating and directing its fury. CHAPTER XV. " Her son complied, and sat down upon the patch-work coverlet beside her.
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