"You have always been, far dearer to me than myself," replied Mrs. ’ He nodded. How would he act when he learned that it had vanished? She gathered up the manuscripts and restored them to the envelope. She stood, as it were, directed doorward, with her eyes watching every movement, listening to him, repelled by him and yet dimly understanding. "I'd forgotten. She mentally reprimanded herself to alter her own visage so as not to appear depraved. She could not see any relief from this anxiety except repayment, and repayment seemed impossible. But women—women as a rule don’t throw themselves into things like that. You may have to carry them further and longer than you think. I presume that you have been living alone?” She sighed gently. She carried herself well, whereas her brother slouched, and there was a certain aristocratic dignity about her that she had acquired through her long engagement to a curate of family, a scion of the Wiltshire Edmondshaws.
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