Yet her aunt, with a ringed hand flitting to
her lips and a puzzled, worried look in her eyes, deaf to all this riot of warmth
and flitting desire, was playing Patience—playing Patience, as if Dionysius and
her curate had died together. ”
“It was a mistake,” she faltered. "Hold hard," cried he,
addressing the waterman; "I'll give the gentleman a lift. Besides, I
don't think he's going to ask, if that is what you are
getting at. "
"As in a dream. She was not afraid of violence, but she was afraid of something
mean, some secondary kind of force. I shall know what to say to him when he comes. Why do you look so sad?” She opened her eyes wider
and stifled her emotions. That was one of the compensations for
having consigned himself to this part of the world. The little old lady struck like a projectile upon the
resounding chest of the foremost of these, and then Ann Veronica had got past
and was ascending the steps. That's why I'm so anxious to get her to a haven. ’
‘But I have told you not,’ she protested. ”
“Perhaps you don’t. I kept watch over you, for fear of a
surprise on the part of Jonathan. Many other wards,—especially on the Master Debtor's side,—have been
necessarily omitted in the foregoing hasty enumeration.
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