But indeed that is not at all
a good description of her attitude. Her girl, Clarice, was ten and
just as pretty as a silver bell. Here are their letters. Wood's cries:
but, regardless of this, he darted along a passage, gained the shop, and passed
through an open door into the street. "Though
you lorded it over that fond fool, Mrs. The thought of
their faces, and particularly of her aunt’s, as it would meet the fact—
disconcerted, unfriendly, condemning, pained—occurred to her again and again. She realized more and more the
quality of the brink upon which she stood—the dreadful readiness with which in
certain moods she might plunge, the unmitigated wrongness and recklessness of
such a self-abandonment. They were those of the Irish watchman. No, don’t interrupt me. We already had a place to mislay
blame. On this side stood the instruments with which the
latter piece of pleasantry had been effected,—namely, a bucket filled with paint
and a brush: on that was erected a trophy, consisting of a watchman's rattle, a
laced hat, with the crown knocked out, and its place supplied by a lantern, a
campaign wig saturated with punch, a torn steen-kirk and ruffles, some halfdozen staves, and a broken sword. I'm used to insult as I am to misfortune, and am grown callous to both; but I'm
not used to compassion, and know not how to take it.
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