She crept into the living room and turned off the set, adjusting Cathy’s blanket which had fallen to the carpeted floor. ‘And now,’ he said, drawing Madame to the seat, and contriving to sit close enough that his anatomy touched hers at several points, ‘let us talk about you, madame. Mistresses neither deserve consideration nor commiseration. Their heads touched again, their arms tightened. Under the circumstances you must permit me to be the best judge of the identity of the young lady who did me the honour, as an old family friend, of dining with me. I don’t think I shall ever care for this bonnet again. All these circumstances,—slight in themselves, but powerful in their effect,—touched the heart of the widowed carpenter, and added to his depression.
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