‘And I’ll say it as often as I choose, you confounded impertinent wench! Who do you think you’re talking to? I’m your grandfather, girl. She speedily reached her own abode,—a little cottage, standing in the outskirts of the village. It was the day I borrowed a pencil; the day we first spoke to one another. Ann Veronica watched him from the dining-room window, and after some moments of maidenly hesitation rambled out into the garden in a reverse direction to Mr.
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