“But Julian, we don’t even know each other!” She
exclaimed. Her aunt had summoned up an altogether too vivid picture of her father as the
masterful man, overbearing, emphatic, sentimental, noisy, aimless. "What shall I
say? Shall I tell you, or shall I leave you in the dark—as I must always leave
her? What shall I say except that I am accursed of men? Yes; I have loved
something—her mother. Wild is sure to be up. She was in one of her old
walking-dresses, her hair was done in an unfamiliar manner, she wore a
wedding-ring, and she looked as if she had been crying. With Jack so badly injured, how would
she get him home? How get herself home, now that Trodger had arrested her. She has also been afflicted with occasional returns of her terrible
malady. He passed his arm under that of the constable,
and drew him aside. She shrank from him as he gripped her hand more
forcibly.
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