Occasionally the mere fact of lying in bed became unendurable, and she rolled out and marched about her room and whispered abuse of herself—usually until she hit against some article of furniture. Wood lifted up his hands in mute despair. His vision was becoming accustomed to the faint light now and her features were clearer. ‘He wanted me also to run away with him, and I wish very much that I had done so. The third time she escaped she reached the inconsequent barricade of the overturned table. "At a thought. He's young and sound. She tried to think what she should do in this eventuality or that. He’s the handle of life for you. Then she looked at her aunt, and traced with a curious eye the careful arrangement of her hair, her sharp nose, the little drooping lines of mouth and chin and cheek. "It's a fine idea, my child, but you mustn't do it.
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