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’ ‘Fiddle,’ scoffed Miss Froxfield. And thus it was that she came upon a book of Stevenson's verse—her first adventure into poetry. ” The hand lingered too long. Neither father, aunt, nor brothers made a sign, and then one afternoon in early February her aunt came up in a state between expostulation and dignified resentment, but obviously very anxious for Ann Veronica’s welfare. Were I a painter of subject pictures, I would exhaust all my skill in proportion and perspective and atmosphere upon the august seat of empire, I would present it gray and dignified and immense and respectable beyond any mere verbal description, and then, in vivid black and very small, I would put in those valiantly impertinent vans, squatting at the base of its altitudes and pouring out a swift, straggling rush of ominous little black objects, minute figures of determined women at war with the universe. She has already forgotten it. What does he do these three days?’ She had come daily to the vestry, hoping to meet the lad and hear his report. ” “I suppose all IS well that ends well. The thought did not occur to her, for all thought had flown out of her head. In the corner of the room were two hockey-sticks and a tennis-racket, and upon the walls Ann Veronica, by means of autotypes, had indicated her proclivities in art. ’ ‘You were quite as bad to me as I was to you,’ Gerald protested mildly, sitting down beside her. “Very likely.

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