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” “I like the mystical way better,” said Ann Veronica, and thought. White men never went abroad without helmets. Leastways, not on your own. She flung herself back into the bare little room, cold, empty, comfortless. ‘This journey I do not like,’ she said more loudly. "This is your work," said the knight, sternly. “Veronique!” she cried with a rising intonation, though never before had she called Ann Veronica anything but Miss Stanley, and seized her and squeezed her and kissed her with profound emotion. So I dare say I was christened Jack. It was maddening to be made to feel that he was in any way the inferior of this cool, self-possessed young woman, whose eyes seemed for a moment to scintillate with scorn. I pledged my thumb that, dead or alive, I'd pay the wager if I lost; and I should like to be as good as my word. Water soaked her through in five minutes. With such qualifications as she possessed, two chief channels of employment lay open, and neither attracted her, neither seemed really to offer a conclusive escape from that subjection to mankind against which, in the person of her father, she was rebelling. Diane spooned warm apple-rhubarb pie onto the girl’s plates, topping each with scoops of ice cream.
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