"You have said," pursued the widow, "that she, who has once erred, is irreclaimable. She knew that in her new rôle she was as likely as not to be a rank failure. And all the talk of the Miniver people and the Widgett people seemed always to be like a ship in adverse weather on the lee shore of love. Jack! Mon dieu, but he was unarmed. His hat was placed upon one pole, his wig on another. Everything seemed designed to unhinge the mind and make the cat wretched. Wood was an old friend of mine—and I recollect seeing Jack when he was bound 'prentice to him. ’ ‘What?’ gasped Gerald, shocked.
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