I don’t mean I’m not a good woman—I mean that I’m not a GOOD woman. ’ ‘Merci,’ she sighed and, surrendering at last to his oft-proffered aid, allowed her head to droop onto his chest. At this moment, his quick ears detected the sound of footsteps on the stairs. “Not much,” he answered, “and yet about all there is to be known, I fancy. She would write to Gerald. Without an idea where he was going, Jack pursued his way through the fields; and, as he proceeded, the numbness of his limbs in some degree wore off, and his confidence returned. “Were you ever in love, aunt?” she asked. Pragmar, the wholesale druggist, who lived three gardens away, and who had been mowing his lawn to get an appetite for dinner, standing in a fascinated attitude beside the forgotten lawn-mower and watching her intently. She wished her father and aunt would not enjoy their dinner with such quiet determination.
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