"It's an ill wind that blows nobody good," thought the carpenter, turning his attention to the child, whose feeble struggles and cries proclaimed that, as yet, life had not been extinguished by the hardships it had undergone. A black silk furbelowed scarf covered her shoulders; and over the kincob gown hung a yellow satin apron, trimmed with white Persian. ” The change in Lady Ferringhall’s manner was subtle but unmistakable. Her aunt glanced up startled, and then sat very still, with hands that had ceased to work. Ann Veronica found herself walking back down the Avenue that had just been the scene of her first proposal beside her aunt, and speculating for the first time in her life about that lady’s mental attitudes. Not MY affair. The same teardrop bust, the same long waist, the same thick legs. ’ ‘No, no,’ the other lady assured her with a twinkle.
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