A vague desire to justify himself ruffled her father. ‘Desist, you little devil,’ he growled in her ear. And when you reflect how much at heart your poor mother, whose loss we must ever deplore, had our union, you will, I am persuaded, no longer refuse me. didn’t have to. ’ ‘A pox on the creature,’ swore Mrs Sindlesham, clenching and unclenching her stiff fingers.
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