CHAPTER XXXII. ” “I want a vote,” said Ann Veronica. She followed him about persistently, and succeeded, after a brisk, unchivalrous struggle (in which he pinched and asked her to “cheese it”), in kissing him among the raspberries behind the greenhouse. The looming face was 71 over her own once again, and arms as strong as iron bars held her down. Finding remonstrances of no avail, he had recourse to threats; and when threats failed, he adopted more decided measures. Innumerable little puzzles were instantly solved. Her state of mind would have seemed altogether discreditable to her grandmother. “But why,” he said in the gasping voice of one subduing an agony, and looked at her from under a pain-wrinkled brow, “why did you not tell me this before?” “I didn’t know—I thought I might be able to control myself. There was nothing of the phenomenon in this. " "You do not remember me, I dare say," observed the stranger.
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