He stepped in with a heavy foreboding of calamity. He heard me; but he never came in to ask what was the matter. ‘Dieu du ciel, but answer me!’ Martha’s eyes were swimming again, and she reached out. She was never violent when angry: she became as calm and baffling as the sea in doldrums. The knowledge breathed into her heart a satisfying warmth.
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