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" "Dear me!" sympathised Mrs. You fell in at once with her quixotic and damnable scheme of foisting her reputation and her follies upon your shoulders whilst she marries a rich man and commences all over again a life of selfish pleasure. "Devil!" cried the widow, catching his arm, and gazing with frantic eagerness in his face, "how many years will you give my son before you execute your terrible threat?" "NINE!" answered Jonathan sternly. " The doctor relaxed. 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. What Miss Miniver would have called the Higher Truth supervenes. ‘You are not the only one to seek them out,’ he said. "That would be certain destruction. “And yet,” he said, “you bid me talk cheerfully, or not at all. ’ ‘Oh, that tragic pair,’ uttered her ladyship in saddened tones.
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