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Give me the books. I had to sell out, you see, when my father died, for the estate is in my hands. But they climbed more than he had intended because Ann Veronica proved rather a good climber, steadyheaded and plucky, rather daring, but quite willing to be cautious at his command. You have shown an almost feverish anxiety to eliminate from your personal appearance all that reminded me of you —when we first met. In spite of God and wasps and her father, she had stolen plums; and once because of discovered misdeeds, and once because she had realized that her mother was dead, she had lain on her face in the unmown grass, beneath the elmtrees that came beyond the vegetables, and poured out her soul in weeping. He was always drawing contrasts between a woman’s lot and a man’s, and treating her as a wonderful new departure in this comparison. Rot, no doubt; but we can’t alter it. "There!" she cried, laughing, "that'll teach you to lay hands upon me again.

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