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I suppose this is the sort of damned rubbish—” “Oh! Ssh, Peter!” cried Miss Stanley. ‘It needs not that you tell me. ‘You mean that his missus is pretending to be my mistress? Lord-a-mercy!’ ‘Precisely. But although startled and clearly afraid, there was no self-consciousness in her gaze and she was standing her ground. E. He had attained the residence by his political ascension to the Duke of Herculis. The expression, however, which would chiefly have interested a beholder, was that of settled and profound melancholy. I know I am undeserving of your bounty; but if I were to tell you what hardships I have undergone—to what frightful extremities I have been reduced—and to what infamy I have submitted, to earn a scanty subsistence for this child's sake, —if you could feel what it is to stand alone in the world as I do, bereft of all who have ever loved me, and shunned by all who have ever known me, except the worthless and the wretched,—if you knew (and Heaven grant you may be spared the knowledge!) how much affliction sharpens love, and how much more dear to me my child has become for every sacrifice I have made for him,—if you were told all this, you would, I am sure, pity rather than reproach me, because I cannot at once consent to a separation, which I feel would break my heart. She has power over men’s fates in more ways than one.
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