She felt anger at Sebastian, anger at the thrill that she felt in her loins upon seeing him, anger at herself for never having the courage to end her own life. For a moment she thought of saying yes, and then filled with shame. " "Don't be angry with me, Sir," cried the widow, sobbing bitterly, "pray don't. You observe that I am, as usual, fairly cheerful, and moderately amiable.
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