She reflected upon that with a thrill of terror that was also, somehow, in some faint remote way, gleeful. She had trembled on the verge of such a resolution before, but this time quite definitely she made it. She fought him with tooth and nail. But they were all pretty nearly of the same length, and built somewhat after the model of a boat, having extremities as sharp and pointed as the keel of a canoe. Much to her annoyance, therefore, Winifred was left alone with the woollendraper, who following up a maxim of his own, "that nothing was gained by too much bashfulness," determined to profit by the opportunity.
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