” He spoke a little nervously. This employment seemed to afford him the highest satisfaction; for a diabolical grin—it cannot be called a smile—played upon his face all the time he was engaged in it. Niece and aunt regarded each other for a moment over their pockethandkerchiefs with watery but antagonistic eyes, each far too profoundly moved to see the absurdity of the position. A familiar figure was making his way towards them. "That is easily explained. "Not entirely," replied Jonathan, calmly; "though I shouldn't be ashamed of it if it were. Were I to let you go, you'd say I feared you. I love him!" She was weak and dizzy: from horror as much as from physical exertion. What was yet more worthy of note was, that the widow's countenance had an air of refinement about it, of which it was utterly destitute before, and which seemed to intimate that her true position in society was far above that wherein accident had placed her. “Well, I don’t feel like standing it.
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