Go
to her and tell her. “I’ve broken off my
engagement,” she said, in a matter-of-fact tone, and found her heart thumping in
her neck. She went to her bedroom, but
she did not go to bed. On
this side a flight of wooden steps, protected by a hand-rail, led to a door opening
upon the summit of the prison. I will arise myself. It seemed to her the last desperate attack upon the universe that would not
let her live as she desired to live, that penned her in and controlled her and
directed her and disapproved of her, the same invincible wrappering, the same
leaden tyranny of a universe that she had vowed to overcome after that
memorable conflict with her father at Morningside Park. Mr Jarvis’s sister, that was. Her fingers found the lump she sought and, with a little effort, she
dragged out the black-wrapped foil. Jonathan kept his keen eye fixed upon him, as he addressed himself for a
moment to the Hollander. He will let you live if it pleases him. She had no idea what she should do. He had the same
dark eyes, though lighted by a fierce flame; the same sallow complexion; the
same tall, thin figure, and majestic demeanour; the same proud cast of features.
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