1. ” “Perhaps you remember me, Miss Pellissier,” the second young man interposed. It would be very hard perhaps to make you understand just how I feel about it. A child—as innocent as a child! Nothing about life; bemused by the fairy stories you writers call novels! I don't know what you have done; I don't care. You don’t wear a dinner coat with a flower in your button-hole, or last night’s shirt, or very glossy boots, nor do you haunt the drawing-room in the evening, or play at being musical. ‘Will you let be?’ Instead she grasped his hand tighter. ’ ‘Oh,’ Gerald uttered, disappointed. Would she ever find it? Sighing, she opened the door to the next room, and drew back the drapes. Manning, her aunt and father, neighbors, customs, traditions, forces. Miss Stanley had determined from the outset to have the warmest affection for her youngest niece and to be a second mother in her life—a second and a better one; but she had found much to battle with, and there was much in herself that Ann Veronica failed to understand. ’ ‘It could hardly be less so,’ said Mrs Sindlesham tartly.
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