He could not promise that she would ever appear again in that
house. "Oh! Sir, if you'd seen her
as I've seen her, you'd not wish her a continuance of misery. "
"Ah, my father! The way you treated him…!"
"Good money after bad. She would be
in the library, her favorite place, or on the bench by the
colored glass window with her embroidery. I'm almost sorry your suspicions are unfounded, if your father in any
way resembled you, my youngster. The very
blank, however, affected him more deeply than if it had been left. The bed was hard
beyond any experience of hers, the bed-clothes coarse and insufficient, the cell at
once cold and stuffy. Her eyes travelled about the room as if in appeal to the very chairs.
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