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Clarice rubbed her belly, singing songs to the unborn baby. Wood, who had recovered her good humour, quitted the room she bestowed a hearty embrace on Thames, and she told him laughingly, that she would "defer all she had to propose to him until to-morrow. ” She was frightened—his anger always did frighten her—and in her resolve to conceal her fright she carried a queen-like dignity to what she felt even at the time was a preposterous pitch. His manner was deferential, even eager. Love is one thing and friendship quite another. I can’t but feel it’s an undesirable complication to drag in the Charvills at this point. He must never refuse her anything which was within his power to grant—anything (he modified) which did not lead to his motives. ” She looked away from him. There's our young friend upstairs. It’s 180 endearing. And when I have steeped him to the lips in vice and depravity; when I have led him to the commission of every crime; when there is neither retreat nor advance for him; when he has plundered his benefactor, and broken the heart of his mother—then—but not till then, I will consign him to the fate to which I consigned his father.
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