‘Not at all ladylike. I want to do something. Yet either the rest or the wine seemed already to have done him good. Your lamented mother, whose loss I shall ever deplore, perceived my passion and encouraged it. She would become defensive—what she did would be the thing that mattered. Two women entered and sat down at the adjoining table. This man was her husband in the eyes of both God and man. “What a fool I am!” he muttered, standing up on the hearthrug, and leaning his elbows upon the broad mantelpiece.
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