Stanley, putting his hands on the table in the manner rather of a barrister than a solicitor, and regarding her balefully through his glasses with quite undisguised animosity, asked, “And may I presume to inquire, then, what you mean to do?—how do you propose to live?” “I shall live,” sobbed Ann Veronica. He blushed furiously; it was not what he had expected to hear. She trembled; but she did not know why. There is no Heaven for your mother. You know not in what dark places my life has been cast; with what crimes it has been stained. No matter how often she came across this phase in love stories, there was never anything explanatory: as if all human beings perfectly understood. How I could have been such a fool I’ll never know. On a bench at the foot of the trees, with a pipe in his mouth, and a tankard by his side, sat the worthy carpenter, looking the picture of good-heartedness and benevolence. ‘You have the means to take up your rightful place. “I am in love with you. The devastations, however, were speedily made good, and, in two years more, it was finished. I’ve a dread of love dropping its petals, becoming mean and ugly.
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