Don't suppose," she added, with a scornful glance at her helpmate, "that I would pay him the compliment of thinking he could possibly be the father of such a boy as you. The flowers upon the mantel-shelf were withered and drooping—she had gathered them. . . Wood by increased corpulence and decreased powers of vision,—by deeper wrinkles and higher shoulders, by scantier breath and a fuller habit. And that’s why I’m at your service. He confided to me that he felt trapped in his marriage, that he was being ruined by fate. ‘You are rude, and stupide, and altogether a person with whom I do not wish to speak.
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