You’ll have to find someone else. Mr. His clothes were smartly pressed, his linen white, his jaws cleanly shaven; but the day would come when he would grow indifferent to bodily cleanliness. Somehow her walk home with him had been transmogrified into a melodramatic rejection, a slamming. Every eye was fixed upon the prisoner. For freedom at least. This laugh and his looks alarmed her. Hurt beyond what he could imagine by the selfishness and pride of her forbears, whose fateful disputes had robbed her of the life she should have led, the plucky little devil had taken matters into her own hands.
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