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Part 5 She had sent her father a telegram from the East Strand post-office worded thus: | All | is | well | with | |————-|—————-|—————|—————|————-| | and | quite | safe | Veronica | ——————————————————————————- me | | and afterward she had dined a la carte upon a cutlet, and had then set herself to write an answer to Mr. “Anna,” she moaned, “I am a jealous, ungrateful woman. But we were both pledged to secrecy, and I couldn’t reveal my part for fear that I would lose my place. She looked at me as though I were some unclean thing, as though my soul were weighted with every sin in the calendar. In fine, to marry Ruth (if she would consent) as a punishment for what he had done! To whip his soul so long as he lived, but to let his body go free! To provide for her, to work and dream for her, to be tender and thoughtful and loyal, to shelter and guard her, to become accountable to God for her future. Jonathan, however, still lingered. "So has the butterfly evil thoughts. "The sums lavished upon those people are perfectly disgraceful, and I should be enchanted to see them hooted from the stage. This employment seemed to afford him the highest satisfaction; for a diabolical grin—it cannot be called a smile—played upon his face all the time he was engaged in it. There indeed you see Monte Rosa.
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