Her aunt, a faded, anæmic-looking lady of somewhat too obtrusive gentility, was still sitting with her hand pressed to her heart. I couldn’t rest or eat or sleep. It ceased to be the symbol of liberty and a remote and quite abstracted person, and became suddenly and very disagreeably the token of a large and portentous body visible and tangible. In a second the glass lay shattered upon the carpet. From head to foot he was attired in the fashionable garb of the young man of the moment. No further responsibility whatever. "Ay, indeed! And who may that be?" inquired his wife. ” “Why?” asked Hetty. ” He got up and went to the guest room door and locked it. Earles. I knew it.
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