Heaven knows what dim and tawdry conceptions of passion and desire were in that blond cranium, what romance-begotten dreams of intrigue and adventure! but they sufficed, when presently Ann Veronica went out into the darkling street again, to inspire a flitting, dogged pursuit, idiotic, exasperating, indecent. Did you break my mother's heart as you tried to break mine? I am no longer accountable to you for anything. Its cavernous expanses equaled the upstairs of the house. And not a worthy tome in sight. "I never had a pet. “I may not see the Widgetts for some little time, father,” she said.
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