It was an odd little encounter, that left vague and dubitable impressions in her mind. The trees were graceful and brown, arching and fanning their golden leaves as if to shower with coins the pink-gold sky. ” She solemnly replied. And opposite to him, with a book in his hand,—but it couldn't be a prayer-book,—sat Jonathan Wild, in a parson's cassock and band. Have you anything to ask me?” Ann Veronica readjusted her mind hastily. ‘I escape from a fate entirely misérable, you understand. At least that, I think, is what makes a clever woman’s independent career so much more difficult than a clever man’s. ’ She bit her lip, and then turning her face away, emitted another sigh. . ’ Miss Froxfield intervened quickly as her betrothed showed signs of erupting again. I'm ashamed to say that I was too much terrified to scream out—but ran and hid myself.
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