“Anna,” he pleaded, “be merciful. “It’s no sort of good, Ann Veronica, pretending one does believe when one doesn’t. The woollen-draper was no despicable trencherman in a general way; but his feats with the knife and fork were child's sport compared with those of Mr. Much to her annoyance, therefore, Winifred was left alone with the woollendraper, who following up a maxim of his own, "that nothing was gained by too much bashfulness," determined to profit by the opportunity. The books would be soaked and ruined in the rain anyway through the thin skin of the pack. "For the sake of the girl.
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