’ She waved towards a handy table to one side which was piled high with so many volumes, it looked in imminent danger of crashing to the floor. I was helpless. She had thought—What had she thought? That this dependence of women was but an illusion which needed only to be denied to vanish. . " "And you want me to find a minister?" she asked, with ready comprehension. A. Why? He could preach the Word and deny Love!—tame the savage heart, succour broken white men!—pray with his face strained with religious fervour! The idea made her dizzy because it was so inexplicable. Promise me that you will not disobey the injunctions of her whose memory we must both of us ever revere. ‘Will that be all, ma’am?’ ‘Yes, yes.
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