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“Were you ever in love, aunt?” she asked. For although I must confess it reads very much like an application or a testimonial or some such thing as that, I can assure you I am writing this in fear and trembling with a sinking heart. "Aha!" exclaimed Jack, with a roguish wink, "I've caught you,—have I?" The carpenter's daughter was fair and free— Fair, and fickle, and false, was she! She slighted the journeyman, (meaning me!) And smiled on a gallant of high degree. I expect company. He was just as much a greater master than any other I ever saw, as he was a greater judge of time and measure. ‘Me, I have a name. "I guessed what was coming. ” She could have handled ten times the weight, and hoisted him on her back and carried him too. Whatever anticipation Ann Veronica had formed of this vanished in the reality. She was in ill trim for walking, but somehow or other she made her way as far as the Champs Elysées, and sank down upon an empty seat. Always as black and bitter as gall.
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