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‘She won’t like it,’ prophesied the captain gloomily. From the first I could see that neither believed my story. Annabel lounged in her chair with a sort of insolent abandon in her pose, and wide-open eyes which never flinched or drooped. Ann Veronica was overcome by this amount of emotion. “Do you know,” she said, “that every one is remarking how ill you look. ” But she could not talk freely about love, she found, for all that manumission. She could not analyse what was stirring in her: the thought of losing the doll, the dog, and the cat. But she was only able to save a corner of the letter. Before the congregation separated, the clergyman descended from the pulpit; and, followed by the coffin-bearers and mourners, and by Jack at a respectful distance, entered the churchyard. Ann Veronica looked up at him and found him regarding her with eyes that were almost woebegone, and into which, indeed, he was trying to throw much more expression than they could carry. He looked at it eagerly, but made no movement to take it. I’m glad the old sore is assuaged. He was yellow and coarse of hair; flea-bitten, too; and even as he smiled at Ruth and wagged his stumpy tail, he was forced to turn savagely upon one of these disturbers who had no sense of the fitness of things. In the north they called her Manitou, in the south, Pabothkew. Slowly Prudence Sindlesham nodded her head, her eyes never leaving his face.
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