He touched a long-standing sore, and Ann Veronica found herself vainly trying to explain—the inexplicable. He'll mend, I hope. As Gosse pushed her around it, she felt his hold about her of necessity loosen slightly. “Hello, Vee!” he said. "Come to my arms, Thames! Oh! dear! Oh! dear!" To repeat the questions and congratulations which now ensued, or describe the extravagant joy of the carpenter, who, after he had hugged his adopted son to his breast with such warmth as almost to squeeze the breath from his body, capered around the room, threw his wig into the empty fire-grate, and committed various other fantastic actions, in order to get rid of his superfluous satisfaction—to describe the scarcely less extravagant raptures of his spouse, or the more subdued, but not less heartfelt delight of Winifred, would be a needless task, as it must occur to every one's imagination. “Your little flag of pride must flutter down with the rest of them, Ann Veronica. ‘Give me my pistol!’ Gerald shook his head, slipping the pistol into his pocket. Stanley took mustard savagely. “I will do whatever you want,” said Ann Veronica. He must be tied behind the carriage.
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