“Do you mean, aunt,” she asked, “that my father thought I had gone off—with some man?” “What else COULD he think? Would any one DREAM you would be so mad as to go off alone?” “After—after what had happened the night before?” “Oh, why raise up old scores? If you could see him this morning, his poor face as white as a sheet and all cut about with shaving! He was for coming up by the very first train and looking for you, but I said to him, ‘Wait for the letters,’ and there, sure enough, was yours. Having accomplished his intent, Gerald let the lad go and had himself driven back to Stratton Street. He beheld a tall gaunt man, his brown face corrugated like a winter's road, grim, stony. ’ He threw one arm across his own chest and clapped himself on the shoulder. To tell you the truth, he spoke to me very seriously upon the subject. You could walk the city streets and with every blink you could take in a new sight of beauty so great that your heart would weep for it. ” He saw her into the train at Waterloo, and stood, a tall, grave figure, with hat upraised, as the carriage moved forward slowly and hid him. " "You are an angel, I say," continued the poor maniac; "and my Jack would have been like you, if he had lived. He was always drawing contrasts between a woman’s lot and a man’s, and treating her as a wonderful new departure in this comparison. "You depart for Lancashire to-morrow.
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