” Ennison had things to say, but he looked at her and held his tongue. One doesn’t want to lose a grain. I offered myself as a clerk, as a milliner, as a shop girl. “Parmesan—take it away!” He glanced at Ann Veronica’s face, and it seemed to him that she really was exceptionally radiant. A native of Manchester, he was the son of Kenelm Kneebone, a staunch Catholic, and a sergeant of dragoons, who lost his legs and his life while fighting for James the Second at the battle of the Boyne, and who had little to bequeath his son except his laurels and his loyalty to the house of Stuart. It was as if she had come upon the beautiful marble façade of a fairy palace, was invited to enter, and behind the door—nothing. Oh, it was very bad. It was Ennison, who loomed up through the shadows. Apparently he thought it very much worth while.
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