Her father, her own father! She remembered now a verse from the Psalms her father had always been quoting; but now she recited it with perfect understanding. Wood, carving for his friends, and pledging the carpenter, he had his hands full. But I was sorry for poor Jack—as I am still, and hoped he would mend. “Odd little room,” said Ann Veronica, dimly apprehending that obtrusive sofa. All the same, I don’t admit it.
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