What she had termed illuminative now appeared to be only another phase of the mystery which enveloped the child. But we waste time. “Forgive me,” he decided to say at last, and his voice had a little quiver of emotion, and he laid his hand on hers upon her knee. It was as if she had come upon the beautiful marble façade of a fairy palace, was invited to enter, and behind the door—nothing. I asked her to marry me, and she consented. The washerwoman reported that she had seen a man one day riding out for an early morning hunt, but was unsure of his identity. It was shameful, but again, her mother had prepared her for it. "You hay'n't hurt your arm, I trust, my dear?" he added, anxiously. Her fanciful imagination no longer drew pictures of the aunt in the doorway of a wooden house, her arms extended in welcome. Jonathan smiled contemptuously. " "There's no hurry. Anna felt that her words had become charged with a fuller and more subtle meaning than any which she had intended to impart.
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