Nina Balatka by Anthony Trollope
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"And why not?" Then Nina paused a moment before she answered. But she did answer, and answered with that bold defiant air which at first had disconcerted her aunt. "I will ask no one, aunt Sophie, because I love Anton Trendellsohn, and have told him that I love him." "Pshaw!" "I have nothing more to say, aunt. I thought it right to tell you, and now I will go." She had turned to the door, and had her hand upon the lock when her aunt stopped her. "Wait a moment, Nina. You have had your say; now you must hear me." "I will hear you if you say nothing against him." "I shall say what I please." "Then I will not hear you." Nina again made for the door, but her aunt intercepted her retreat. "Of course you can stop me, aunt, in that way if you choose." "You bold, bad girl!" "You may say what you please about myself." |
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