But, here they are. You'll never be guided by me—never!" "Indeed, my love, you're entirely mistaken," returned the carpenter, endeavouring to deprecate his wife's rising resentment by the softest looks, and the meekest deportment. A cry was then raised by the leaders to attack Wild's house, and the fury of the mob was instantly directed to that quarter. ‘You see, it is that my papa, he is without sympathy,’ said the lady sadly. “His stipend forbade it,” she said, and seemed to fall into a train of thought. Of course, it really signified nothing in this careless part of the world that she was travelling alone. "Insult you! not I;" returned Figg. T’weren’t fitting, we knew that. “If I were to marry now,” she said, “it would be with a sense of humiliation.
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