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Who knows?—on the analogy of “Squiggles” she might come to call
him “Mangles!”
“I don’t think I can ever marry any one,” she said, and fell suddenly into
another set of considerations that perplexed her for a time. Her own pack was so light that she left it in the locker. The fair boy in the audience
who had waved was yet another suitor. Little things, almost impalpable, had happened to justify that
doubt; something in his manner had belied his words. . S. . “He spends hours of every day on the pavement below,” Anna answered calmly. The curve of his shoulders, the very angle of his feet, expressed relief at her
apparent obedience. I’ve had my time and lost my chances. “If you speak—farewell. "
Three persons only were left in the room. I will make your
grandfather extend to you his protection, and his support. Read that letter,
Thames—my lord marquis, I mean.
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