She entered the front hall, formerly magnificent, now faded and dusty, the old wood table waiting for guests who would never come. “This is MY thing,” said Ann Veronica, softly, with thoughtful eyes upon him. ” He was dressed in his uniform of a Polo shirt and twill pants. Her name, he said, was as pretty as its wearer. Entering the workshop, he found the blacksmith occupied in heating the tire of a cart wheel. The lad hesitated.
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