He opened
the drawer of the writing table. "We have had a sad loss, my dear Winifred," he began,—"for I must use the
privilege of an old friend, and address you by that familiar name,—we have had
a sad loss in the death of your lamented parent, whose memory I shall for ever
revere. I was among the common herd in the
place below, but I took good care to see you. Sorrows
and danger and disappointment she had known. He flung open the door and cast a quick glance round. "
"Oh! of course," rejoined Mrs. ‘You didn’t understand
it any better than I. Yet an
indiscriminating, wrong-headed world gave such fellows all sorts of
distinctions. I asked several shopkeepers the
same question:
‘Do you know the blue-eyed maid with the curly
brown hair? She has a mother who is fair with the same
eyes. She was aware of it
now as if it were a voice shouting outside a house, shouting passionate verities in
a hot sunlight, a voice that cries while people talk insincerely in a darkened room
and pretend not to hear. For four hours he had
shifted his own troubles to the shoulders of these imaginative characters. ” She said.
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