"I will not submit to be thus interrogated," said Winifred, angrily. Cathy stood in the bedroom hallway in her faded blue bathrobe. “How ridiculous! Fancy you with all that money! For heaven’s sake, though, do not go about playing the Don Quixote like this. That is all I ask. “Excellent fellow!” he answered a little irrelevantly. The more haste, the worse speed—better the feet slip than the tongue. But something instinctive prevented that, and with the finest resolve not to be “silly” and prudish she found that whenever he became at all bold in this matter she became severely scientific and impersonal, almost entomological indeed, in her method; she killed every remark as he made it and pinned it out for examination. Vanity was a vice not just to be deprecated, but effectively strangled at birth. Before our marriage there will be no life between you and the estates.
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