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And finally, when
Jeremiah, having bestowed upon Mrs. ”
She looked at him with fluttering eyelids—sweetly grateful. He had not addressed to her even the most ordinary courtesy
of fellow travellers; she doubted that he was even aware of her existence. "I cannot part with him," replied the widow, bursting into tears; "indeed, indeed,
I cannot. But, in spite of his general insensibility to such
matters, Quilt could not help commenting upon the delicious perfume wafted
from the numerous flower-beds past which they were driving. ”
“Why did you keep her all of these years? What good
can it do?”
“She created me, Lucia. A child—as innocent as a
child! Nothing about life; bemused by the fairy stories you writers call novels! I
don't know what you have done; I don't care. "Aren't you afraid?"
"Of what?"—serenely. I have a big breakfast.
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