" It was curiously like the intermittent murmur of the surf, those weird Sundays, when her father paused for breath to launch additional damnation for those who disobeyed the Word. Martha had the square look of solid English citizenry, which was not deceiving. " "Be still!" returned Jonathan, in the same under tone, and with great selfpossession: "I can yet save you. "Them's catchpoles, I s'pose, Sir, arter the gemman with a writ?" he observed. There were too many kills, too many unsolved files in too many cabinets. He had mentioned teaching her how to read Latin one day when she had wandered into the library. She was recalling the circumstances under which she had engaged herself to Manning, and trying to understand a curious development of the quality of this relationship.
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