Part 2
In the late afternoon, as Ann Veronica was gathering flowers for the dinnertable, her father came strolling across the lawn toward her with an affectation of
great deliberation. "Come on, my lads!" vociferated Blueskin, "we'll unkennel the old fox. But I'm sure it's important. These joyful bounds just lace into
the stuff of my memories and stay there forever. I'll
see her myself; and that's more than she bargained for, I'll be sworn. “It would have been rash and
unwise,” she said at the end of a meditation. “I cannot conceive,” he said, “how any other occupation could ever have
occurred to you. It was she! The Dawn Pearl!
He vaulted the veranda rail, careless now whether or not he was heard, and ran
down to the beach. Soldiers
were stationed at different points of the street to keep off the mob, and others
were riding backwards and forwards to maintain an open space for the passage
of the procession. The stairs creaked as Mark rushed down them. I had consecrated my life to His Work; and I took the primrose
path.
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