Some doting parent had taught him well. He hadn't played fair. . I must go to-night, or I shall never behold him again. “Anna,” she moaned, “I am a jealous, ungrateful woman. She pointed. He was struck disagreeably by Ramage’s air of gallant consideration and Ann Veronica’s self-possessed answers. Her father’s ideas of expostulation were a little harsh and forcible, and over the claret-colored table-cloth and under the gas chandelier, with his hat and umbrella between them like the mace in Parliament, he and his daughter contrived to have a violent quarrel.
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