Aunt Jane had her quiet moments. One day she had thrown all the gifts into the lagoon, and visited the secret nook no more. CHAPTER IV. Wood; "to be sure you are! I wonder how you dare show your face in this house, hussy!" "I thought you sent for me, Ma'am," replied the widow, humbly. I've come to take you back home. I admired your chivalry. She put her head out of the window. Things were thrown here and there, to be taken up, or again cast aside, as the whim arose; while the broken-backed chairs and crazy table bore the marks of many a conflict. The struggle had dislodged the white wimple, which was evidently too large for her, and her black hair broke free, whirling like a whiplash about her head as her hands curled into fists, coming up to beat at his chest, her little teeth bared for attack. "You frighten the cull out of his senses.
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