. I am an old friend, and I declined to be shelved. Mind, when we were all growed up, it were different. I wonder, Ann Veronica, if, when our time comes, we shall be any wiser?” Ann Veronica watched a water-beetle fussing across the green depths. Vexation at his folly in suffering himself to be thus entrapped kept Wood for a short time silent. This isn’t the place. There is not a soul in the inn but ourselves.
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