Why? Love was a word of God's, and yet her father had denied it—denied it to the Book, denied it to his own flesh and blood. And girls and women, perhaps, are different. ‘You are jealous!’ ‘Yes,’ he agreed simply. The eyes, too, though large and bright, and shaded by long lashes, seemed to betoken, as hazel eyes generally do in men, a faithless and uncertain disposition. He had been very easy or she had been very lucky. "Mr. The poor things! Oh, it was quite dreadful. It was not only that her father had said all sorts of inconsistent and unreasonable things, but that by some incomprehensible infection she herself had replied in the same vein.
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