Her hair was of the darkest brown, and finest texture; and, when unloosed, hung down to her heels. " "I will, when I've had my revenge," muttered Jack. "My sight is failing me. This was not exactly what the woollen-draper desired. I'd go for it. But d—n him! let's talk o' something more agreeable. And as he walked by her side they began a wrangle that was none the less pleasant to Ann Veronica because it served to banish a disagreeable preoccupation. A medley of motives warred in her, and it was certainly not one of the least of these that she knew herself to be passionately in love with Capes; at moments she had a giddy intimation that he was beginning to feel keenly interested in her. “About my sister,” she repeated slowly.
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