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I’ve thought that out, and you must make up your mind to it. Her father, her own father! She remembered now a verse from the Psalms her father had always been quoting; but now she recited it with perfect understanding. “I wonder if there are any good women really. For the face under her gaze she could find but one expression—fine. “But why,” he said in the gasping voice of one subduing an agony, and looked at her from under a pain-wrinkled brow, “why did you not tell me this before?” “I didn’t know—I thought I might be able to control myself. We can’t afford to turn our women, our Madonnas, our Saint Catherines, our Mona Lisas, our goddesses and angels and fairy princesses, into a sort of man. The room in which he was detained—that lately occupied by the Mohocks, who, it appeared, had been allowed to depart,—was calculated to inspire additional apprehension and disgust. Don't be afraid. One wants helpers and protectors—and clean water. Your mother, for instance, couldn’t. ” Annabel leaned back in her chair and laughed till the tears stood in her eyes.
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