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Many’s the young ’un I’ve
seen get hisself into just such a knuckleheaded mess all on account of a pretty
wench. And when you reflect how much at heart your poor mother, whose
loss we must ever deplore, had our union, you will, I am persuaded, no longer
refuse me. Ann Veronica ignored her friend’s confusion. ‘Who is that man? What has he to do with you? No, don’t tell me. Spurling in alarm. She opened the window, for the night was mild, and sat on the floor with her
chin resting upon the window-sill. You thanked me tersely, then, barely noticing my
existence you went right back to your conversation! I was
somewhat crushed but my spirits were lifted when the
butcher revealed who your husband-to-be was. I don't believe he is much past forty.
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