But he was destined to have every tide of feeling awakened—every wound opened. ” Everything was good. Aunt Jane had her quiet moments. It is now a point of view, differing widely, as the ignorant man differs from the educated. It was high afternoon, there was no great throng of footpassengers, and many an eye from omnibus and pavement rested gratefully on her fresh, trim presence as she passed young and erect, with the light of determination shining through the quiet self-possession of her face. As he passed out he saw in the hall a quietly dressed man with keen grey eyes, talking to one of the footmen.
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