" "We know it," cried several voices. Well, my dear, it is time you stopped wallowing in your sorrows like a common wretch. Tears flowed in rivulets down 121 her cheeks and she began to cry. ” “It wouldn’t be you either. . “My dear,” she began, with an affectionate hand on Ann Veronica’s shoulder, “I do SO wish you would realize how it grieves your father. It was at the age of five, when it became clear that she would not be followed by a brother, that he became more distant towards her and stopped adoring her. Oh God! my limbs fail me.
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