Her mother informed her of the betrothal on the first painful day of her menarche, shortly after her eleventh birthday. ” “WHAT?” said Ann Veronica, startled. They heard his footsteps descending the stone staircase, growing fainter and fainter. Finally she fell into reflection. How's that strike you?" "Very well, sir. Rather a magniloquent term, perhaps, but what else am I to say? One of these is that the most absolutely selfish thing in the world is to give way to depression, to think of one’s troubles at all except of how to overcome them. The door was opened for her by a weary-looking youth in a striped jacket several sizes too large for him. CHAPTER XXVI. At last some anodyne formed itself from these exercises, and, with eyelashes wet with such feeble tears as only three-o’clock-in-the-morning pathos can distil, she fell asleep. Their subsequent conversation is outside the scope of our story.
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