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“I’m just off, aunt,” said Ann Veronica. Never again to be alone! To fit herself into this
man's life as a hand into a glove; to use all her skill to force him into the position
of depending upon her utterly; to be the spark to the divine fire! He should have
his book, even if it had to be written with her heart's blood. "
"Then you are hurt," cried the carpenter in alarm. He hung precariously on the ragged edge, but he hung
there. “Do you know why they are estranged?” Lucy asked. There was the cottage she had
inhabited for so many years,—in those fields she had rambled,—at that church
she had prayed. So equipped, she proposed to set up a
separate establishment in the world. The perspiration stood out upon his forehead. Wood's
advice and assistance, but the thought of the reception she was likely to meet
with from his wife deterred her from executing this resolution. ”
She became aware of her aunt, through the panes of the greenhouse,
advancing with an air of serene unconsciousness from among the raspberry
canes. . “I am sorry for the
way I acted, Lucy. John was
acutely focused upon her now, just as she had wanted
him to be. ’ She gave him a straight look.
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