“The young women of Jane Austen’s time didn’t get into this sort of scrape! At least—one thinks so. The letter began: “MY DEAREST GIRL,—I cannot let you do this foolish thing—” She crumpled notes and letter together in her hand, and then with a passionate gesture flung them into the fire. "I cannot remain here long. ” “I had to,” she repeated. " "Or Jack have escaped," remarked Winny. "I cannot part with him," replied the widow, bursting into tears; "indeed, indeed, I cannot. The stage manager came out from the wings, and taking her hand led her off. "You know this is a pet project. So he liked to go by a different train. ’ ‘I do not marry a man who makes me a threat like this,’ she flashed. Wood, who had recovered her good humour, quitted the room she bestowed a hearty embrace on Thames, and she told him laughingly, that she would "defer all she had to propose to him until to-morrow. The crowd dispersed in different directions, and most fortunately a heavy shower coming on, put them altogether to flight.
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