She took up the poker and stirred the fire vigorously. Perhaps what urged her interest in the young man's direction was the dead whiteness of his face, the puffed eyelids and the bloodshot whites. “I shall never marry,” said Ann Veronica, resolutely; “I’m not the sort. “I may seem unduly— anxious. I don't think he'll come to himself too soon.
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