It was an awful moment—so awful, that every other feeling except deep interest in the scene seemed suspended. “Last time I saw you,” he reminded her, “you spoke, did you not, of obtaining some employment in London. I've bumped into so much of the underside that I can't see clean any more. ” She replied. He stood a little anxious and fussy, bothered by the responsibility of her, entirely careless of what her life was or was likely to be, ignoring her thoughts and feelings, ignorant of every fact of importance in her life, explaining everything he could not understand in her as nonsense and perversity, concerned only with a terror of bothers and undesirable situations. Sections and pages had been pasted together, and all through both Testaments a word had been blotted out. "But you've done well to trust me.
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