“I SAY!” said Mr. " "Thank God for that!" cried Wood, heartily. The word "criticism" had no concrete meaning to her then; no more than "compromise. A ragged gray moustache drooped from the corners of his mouth and a ragged wisp of whisker hung from his chin. Cathy gave her a bear hug and patted her severe 252 hairdo. I am tired, and I want to be alone. He stood a little anxious and fussy, bothered by the responsibility of her, entirely careless of what her life was or was likely to be, ignoring her thoughts and feelings, ignorant of every fact of importance in her life, explaining everything he could not understand in her as nonsense and perversity, concerned only with a terror of bothers and undesirable situations. "So, you young fool, I have found you!" she said, harshly. Greece was a different place. Sydney sprang up. The ring's yours, and you're mine. "What!" she exclaimed, almost choked with passion,—"I advised you to burthen yourself with that idle and good-for-nothing pauper, who'm you ought rather to send to the workhouse than maintain at your own expense, did I! I advised you to take him as an apprentice; and, so far from getting the regular fee with him, to give him a salary? I advised you to feed him, and clothe him, and treat him like his betters; to put up with his insolence, and wink at his faults? I counselled all this, I suppose. ” He was strangely silent.
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