She wants to be free—she wants to be legally and economically free, so as not to be subject to the wrong man; but only God, who made the world, can alter things to prevent her being slave to the right one. For the young, immortality must seem promising, even wonderful! The grass is always greener on the other side. “God in Heaven, Annabel!” he cried. "Troth, and so did you," returned the watchman; "but I couldn't belave it. There’s nothing happened at all!” She didn’t mean, he concluded, to give him any more trouble ever, and he was free to begin a fresh chromatic novel—he had just finished the Blue Lagoon, which he thought very beautiful and tender and absolutely irrelevant to Morningside Park—or work in peace at his microtome without bothering about her in the least. “One doesn’t wait,” said Ann Veronica. " "I'll forgive you all the harm you do me," rejoined the Amazon. ‘So now you will please to go away and leave me to my business.
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