You must live for me. Only he hated the words he
uttered, hated the blunt honesty which forced them from his lips. Go to her, I say, and take her in your
arms, you poor benighted Ironsides! I can't make you see. Her mother had died when
she was thirteen, her two much older sisters had married off—one submissively,
one insubordinately; her two brothers had gone out into the world well ahead of
her, and so she had made what she could of her father. You shirk a straightforward and decent return for what you get from us—
taking refuge in purity and delicacy and such-like when it comes to payment. It would be the culmination of her plan. She sat on the edge of her bed and looked about her, at her room, at the row of
black-covered books and the pig’s skull. "
"Off!" she exclaimed, breaking from his embrace with a scream. You—It’s jolly of you to
confide in me.
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