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052 - Troubles Never Come Alone · Wives and Daughters

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  Speaker 1: Chapter fifty one of Wives and Daughters by Elizabeth Gaskell.
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  Speaker 1: This LibriVox recording is in the public domain. Chapter fifty one,
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  Speaker 1: Troubles Never Come Alone. Mollie had her out of door
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  Speaker 1: things on, and she crept away as she was bidden.
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  Speaker 1: She lifted her heavy weight of heart and body along
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  Speaker 1: till she came to a field not so very far off,
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  Speaker 1: where she had sought the comfort of loneliness ever since
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  Speaker 1: she was a child. And there under the hedge bank,
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  Speaker 1: she sat down, burying her face in her hands and
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  Speaker 1: quivering all over as she thought of Cynthia's misery, which
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  Speaker 1: she might not try to touch or assuage. She never
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  Speaker 1: knew how long she sat there, but it was long
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  Speaker 1: past lunch time when once again she stole up to
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  Speaker 1: her room. The door opposite was wide open. Cynthia had
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  Speaker 1: quitted the chamber. Molly arranged her dress and went down
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  Speaker 1: into the drawing room. Cynthia and her mother sat in
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  Speaker 1: the stern repose of an armed neutrality. Cynthia's face looked
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  Speaker 1: made of stone for color and rigidity, but she was
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  Speaker 1: netting away as if nothing unusual had occurred. Not so,
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  Speaker 1: missus Gibson. Her face bore evident marks of tears, and
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  Speaker 1: she looked up and greeted Molly's entrance with a faint,
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  Speaker 1: smiling notice. Cynthia went on as though she had never
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  Speaker 1: heard the opening of the door or felt the approaching
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  Speaker 1: sweep of Molly's dress. Molly took up a book, not
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  Speaker 1: to read, but to have the semblance of some employment
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  Speaker 1: which should not necessitate conversation. There was no measuring the
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  Speaker 1: duration of the silence that ensued. Molly grew to fancy
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  Speaker 1: it was some old enchantment that weighed upon their tongues
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  Speaker 1: and kept them still at length. Cynthia spoke, but she
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  Speaker 1: had to begin again before her words came clear.
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  Speaker 2: I was both to know that, henceforward, all is at
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  Speaker 2: an end between me and Roger Hamley.
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  Speaker 1: Molly's book went down upon her knees. With open eyes
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  Speaker 1: and lips, she strove to draw in Cynthia's meaning. Missus
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  Speaker 1: Gibson spoke querulously, as if injured.
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  Speaker 3: I could have understood this if it had happened three
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  Speaker 3: months ago when you were in London. But now it's
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  Speaker 3: just nonsense, Cynthia, and you know you don't mean it.
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  Speaker 1: Cynthia did not reply, nor did the resolute look on
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  Speaker 1: her face change. When Molly spoke at last.
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  Speaker 4: Cynthia think of him it will break his heart.
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  Speaker 1: No, said Cynthia.
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  Speaker 2: It will not. But even if it did, I cannot
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  Speaker 2: help it.
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  Speaker 4: All this talk will soon pass away, said Molly. And
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  Speaker 4: when he knows the truth from your own self, from.
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  Speaker 2: My own self, he shall never hear it. I do
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  Speaker 2: not love him well enough to go through the shame
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  Speaker 2: of having to excuse myself to plead that he will
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  Speaker 2: reinstate me in his good opinion. Confession may be well,
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  Speaker 2: I can never believe it pleasant, but it may be
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  Speaker 2: in ease of mind if one makes it to some people,
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  Speaker 2: to some person, and it may not be a mortification
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  Speaker 2: to sue for forgiveness. I cannot tell. All I know is,
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  Speaker 2: and I know it clearly, and will act upon it inflexibly.
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  Speaker 1: That and here she stopped short.
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  Speaker 3: I think you might finish your sentence.
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  Speaker 1: Said her mother, after a silence of five seconds.
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  Speaker 2: I cannot bear to exculpate myself to Roger Hamley. I
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  Speaker 2: will not submit to his thinking less well of me
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  Speaker 2: than he has done, however foolish his judgment may have been.
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  Speaker 2: I would rather never see him again for those two reasons.
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  Speaker 2: And the truth is I do not love him. I
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  Speaker 2: like him, I respect him, but I will not marry him.
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  Speaker 2: I have written to tell him so. That was merely
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  Speaker 2: as a relief to myself, for when or where the
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  Speaker 2: latter will reach him, and I have written to old
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  Speaker 2: mister Hamley. The relief is the one good thing come
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  Speaker 2: out of it all. It is such a comfort to
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  Speaker 2: feel free again. It wearied me so to think of
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  Speaker 2: straining up to his goodness extenuate my conduct.
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  Speaker 1: She concluded, quoting mister Gibson's words. Yet, when mister Gibson
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  Speaker 1: came home after a silent dinner, she asked to speak
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  Speaker 1: with him alone in his consulting room, and there laid
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  Speaker 1: bare the exculpation of herself which she had given to
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  Speaker 1: Molly many weeks before. When she had ended, she said.
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  Speaker 2: And now, mister Gibson, I shall treat you like a friend.
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  Speaker 2: Help me to find some home far away where all
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  Speaker 2: the evil talking and gossip Mamma tells me of cannot
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  Speaker 2: find me and follow me. It may be wrong to
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  Speaker 2: care for people's good opinion, but it is me and
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  Speaker 2: I cannot alter myself. You, Molly, all the people in
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  Speaker 2: the town. I haven't the patience to live through the
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  Speaker 2: nine days. Wonder I want to go away and be
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  Speaker 2: a governess.
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  Speaker 5: But my dear Cynthia, how soon Roger will be back
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  Speaker 5: a tower of strength?
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  Speaker 2: Has not Mamma told you? I have broken it all
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  Speaker 2: off with Roger, I wrote this morning. I wrote to
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  Speaker 2: his father. That letter will reach tomorrow. I wrote to Roger.
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  Speaker 2: If he ever receives that letter, I hope to be
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  Speaker 2: far away by that time in Russia. Maybe nonsense.
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  Speaker 5: An engagement like yours cannot be broken off except by
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  Speaker 5: mutual consent. You've only given others a great deal of
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  Speaker 5: pain without freeing yourself, Nor will you wish it. In
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  Speaker 5: a month's time, when you come to think calmly, you'll
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  Speaker 5: be glad to think of the stay and support of
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  Speaker 5: such a husband as Roger. You have been in fault
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  Speaker 5: and have acted foolishly at first, perhaps wrongly afterwards. But
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  Speaker 5: you don't want your husband to think you faultless.
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  Speaker 1: Yes, I do, said Cynthia.
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  Speaker 2: At any rate, my lover must think me so. And
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  Speaker 2: it is just because I do not love him, even
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  Speaker 2: as so light a thing as I could love, that
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  Speaker 2: I feel that I couldn't bear to have to tell
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  Speaker 2: him I'm sorry, and stand before him like a chid
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  Speaker 2: and child to be admonished and forgiven.
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  Speaker 5: But here you are just in such a position before me, Cynthia.
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  Speaker 2: Yes, but I love you better than Roger. I've often
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  Speaker 2: told Molly so, and I would have told you if
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  Speaker 2: I hadn't expected in a hope to leave you all
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  Speaker 2: before long. I could see if the recollection of it
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  Speaker 2: all came up before your mind. I could see it
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  Speaker 2: in your eyes. I shouldn't know it by instinct. I
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  Speaker 2: have a fine instinct for reading the thoughts of others
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  Speaker 2: when they refer to me. They almost hate the idea
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  Speaker 2: of Roger judging me by his own standard, which wasn't
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  Speaker 2: made for me, and graciously forgiving me at last.
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  Speaker 5: Then I do believe it's right for you to break it.
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  Speaker 1: Off, said mister Gibson, almost as if he were thinking
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  Speaker 1: to himself.
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  Speaker 5: That poor lad. But it will be best for him too,
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  Speaker 5: and he'll get over it. He has a good, strong heart,
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  Speaker 5: poor old Roger.
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  Speaker 1: For a moment, Cynthia's wilful fancy stretched after the object
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  Speaker 1: passing out of her grasp, Roger's love became for the
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  Speaker 1: instant a treasure. But again she knew that in its
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  Speaker 1: entirety of high, undoubting esteem, as well as of passionate regard,
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  Speaker 1: it would no longer be hers. And for the flaw
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  Speaker 1: which she herself had made, she cast it away and
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  Speaker 1: would none of it. Yet, often in after years, when
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  Speaker 1: it was too late, she wondered and strove to penetrate
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  Speaker 1: the inscrutable mystery of what.
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  Speaker 2: Would have been.
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  Speaker 5: Still, take till tomorrow before you act upon your.
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  Speaker 1: Decision, said mister Gibson, slowly.
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  Speaker 5: What faults you have fallen into have been mere girlish
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  Speaker 5: faults at first, leading you into much deceit, I.
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  Speaker 2: Grant, don't give yourself the trouble to define the shades
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  Speaker 2: of blackness.
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  Speaker 1: Said Cynthia bitterly.
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  Speaker 2: I'm not so obtuse, but what I know them all
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  Speaker 2: better than any one can tell me. And as for
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  Speaker 2: my decision, I acted upon it at once. It may
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  Speaker 2: be long before Roger gets my letter, but I hope
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  Speaker 2: he is sure to get it at last, And as
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  Speaker 2: I said, I have let his father know it won't
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  Speaker 2: hurt him. Oh, sir, I think if I had been
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  Speaker 2: differently brought up, I shouldn't have had the sore, angry
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  Speaker 2: heart I have now. No, don't I don't want reason
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  Speaker 2: in comfort. I can't stand it. I should always have
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  Speaker 2: wanted admiration and worship and men's good opinion. Those unkind
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  Speaker 2: gossips to visit Molly with their hard words. Oh dear,
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  Speaker 2: I think life is very dreary.
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  Speaker 1: She put her head down on her hands, tired out
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  Speaker 1: mentally as well as bodily. So mister Gibson thought he
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  Speaker 1: felt as if much speech from him would only add
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  Speaker 1: to her excitement and make her worse. He left the
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  Speaker 1: room and called Molly, from where she was sitting dolefully,
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  Speaker 1: go to Cynthia, he whispered, and Molly went. She took
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  Speaker 1: Cynthia into her arms with gentle power, and laid her
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  Speaker 1: head against her own breast, as if the one had
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  Speaker 1: been a mother and the other a child.
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  Speaker 4: Oh, my darling, she murmured, I do so love you,
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  Speaker 4: dear dear Cynthia.
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  Speaker 1: And she stroked her hair and kissed her eyelids. Cynthia
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  Speaker 1: passive all the while till suddenly she started up, stung
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  Speaker 1: with a new idea, and looking Molly straight in the face,
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  Speaker 1: she said.
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  Speaker 2: Molly Roger will marry you. See if it isn't so,
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  Speaker 2: you too good.
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  Speaker 1: But Molly pushed her away with a sudden violence of repulsion.
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  Speaker 1: Don't she said, she was crimson with shame and indignation.
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  Speaker 4: Your husband this morning, mine tonight? What do you take
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  Speaker 4: him for a man?
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  Speaker 1: Smiled Cynthia.
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  Speaker 2: And therefore, if you won't let me call him changeable,
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  Speaker 2: I'll coin a word and call him consolable.
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  Speaker 1: But Molly gave her back no answering smile. At this moment,
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  Speaker 1: the servant Maria entered the consulting room where the two
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  Speaker 1: girls were. She had a scared look. Isn't naster here,
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  Speaker 1: asked she, as if she distrusted her eyes. No, said Cynthia.
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  Speaker 2: I heard him go out. I had him shut the
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  Speaker 2: front door, not five minutes.
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  Speaker 1: Ago, Oh dear, said Maria.
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  Speaker 2: And there's a man come on horseback from Hanley Hall,
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  Speaker 2: and he says mister Osborne is dead, and that master
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  Speaker 2: must go off to the squire straight away. Osbend Hamley dead.
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  Speaker 1: Said Cynthia. In awed surprise. Molly was out at the
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  Speaker 1: front door, seeking the messenger through the dusk round into
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  Speaker 1: the stable yard, where the groom sat motionless on his
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  Speaker 1: dark horse flecked with foam, made visible by the lantern
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  Speaker 1: placed on the steps near where it had been left
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  Speaker 1: by the servants, who were dismayed at this news of
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  Speaker 1: the handsome young man who had frequented their master's house
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  Speaker 1: so full of sportive elegance and winsomeness. Mollie went up
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  Speaker 1: to the man, whose thoughts were lost in recollection of
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  Speaker 1: the scene he had left at the place he had
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  Speaker 1: come from. She laid her hand on the hot, damp
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  Speaker 1: skin of the horse's shoulder.
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  Speaker 6: The man started, is the doctor coming, miss, for.
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  Speaker 1: He saw who it was by the dim light. He
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  Speaker 1: is dead, is he not, asked Molly in a low voice.
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  Speaker 6: I'm a feared he is. Leastways, there's no doubt according
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  Speaker 6: to what they say. But I've written hard. There may
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  Speaker 6: be a chance. Is the doctor coming, miss?
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  Speaker 4: He's gone out they are seeking him. I believe I
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  Speaker 4: will go myself, Oh the poor old squire.
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  Speaker 1: She went into the kitchen went over the house with
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  Speaker 1: swift rapidity to gain news of her father's whereabouts. The
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  Speaker 1: servants knew no more than she did. Neither she nor
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  Speaker 1: they had heard what Cynthia, ever quick of perception, had done.
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  Speaker 1: The shutting of the front door had fallen on deaf ears.
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  Speaker 1: As far as others were concerned upstairs, sped Molly to
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  Speaker 1: the drawing room, where Missus Gibson stood at the door,
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  Speaker 1: listening to the unusual stir in the house.
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  Speaker 3: What is it, Molly?
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  Speaker 1: Why?
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  Speaker 3: How white you look? Child?
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  Speaker 4: Where's Papa gone out?
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  Speaker 3: What's the matter?
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  Speaker 7: Where?
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  Speaker 3: How should I know? I was asleep? Jenny came upstairs,
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  Speaker 3: her way to the bedrooms. She's a girl who never
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  Speaker 3: keeps to her work, and Maria takes advantage of her.
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  Speaker 1: Jenny, Jenny cried Molly, frantic at the delay.
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  Speaker 3: Don't shout dear ring the bell. What can be the matter, oh, Jenny.
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  Speaker 1: Said Molly, half way up the stairs to meet her.
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  Speaker 4: Who wanted papa.
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  Speaker 1: Cynthia came to join the group. She too had been
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  Speaker 1: looking for traces or tidings of mister Gibson. What is
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  Speaker 1: the matter, said Missus Gibson.
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  Speaker 3: Can nobody speak and answer a question?
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  Speaker 2: Osbend Hamley is dead, said Cynthia, gravely dead, Osborne, poor fellow.
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  Speaker 3: I knew it would be so, though, I was sure
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  Speaker 3: of it. But mister Gibson can do nothing if he's dead,
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  Speaker 3: poor young man. I wonder where Roger is now? He
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  Speaker 3: ought to come home.
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  Speaker 1: Jenny had been blamed for coming into the drawing room
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  Speaker 1: instead of Maria, whose place it was, and so had
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  Speaker 1: lost the few wits she had to Molly's hurried questions,
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  Speaker 1: her replies had been entirely unsatisfactory. A man had come to.
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  Speaker 2: The back door.
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  Speaker 1: She could not see who it was. She had not
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  Speaker 1: asked his name. He wanted to speak to Master.
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  Speaker 6: Master had seemed in a hurry and only stopped to
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  Speaker 6: get his hat.
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  Speaker 4: He will not belong away, thought Molly, or he would
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  Speaker 4: have left word where he was going. But oh, the
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  Speaker 4: poor father, all alone.
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  Speaker 1: And then a thought came into her head, which she
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  Speaker 1: acted upon straight.
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  Speaker 4: Go to James, tell him to put a side saddle
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  Speaker 4: I had in November on Nora Crena. Don't cry, Jenny,
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  Speaker 4: there's no time for that. No one is angry with you.
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  Speaker 1: Run so down into the cluster of collected women, Molly came,
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  Speaker 1: equipped in her jacket and skirt, quick determination in her eyes, controlled,
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  Speaker 1: quivering about the corners of her mouth. Why what in
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  Speaker 1: the world, said missus Gibson.
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  Speaker 3: Molly, what are you thinking about?
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  Speaker 1: But Cynthia had understood it at a glance and was
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  Speaker 1: arranging Molly's hastily assumed dress as she passed along.
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  Speaker 4: I am going, I must go. I cannot bear to
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  Speaker 4: think of him alone. When Papa comes back, he is
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  Speaker 4: sure to go to Hamley, and if I am not wanted,
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  Speaker 4: I can come back with him.
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  Speaker 1: She heard Missus Gibson's voice following her in remonstrance, but
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  Speaker 1: she did not stay for words. She had to wait
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  Speaker 1: in the stable yard, and she wondered how the messenger
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  Speaker 1: could bear to eat and drink the food and beer
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  Speaker 1: brought out to him by the servants. Her coming out
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  Speaker 1: had evidently interrupted the eager talk, the questions and answers
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  Speaker 1: passing sharp to and fro. But she caught the words.
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  Speaker 6: All amongst the tangled grass. And the squire would let
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  Speaker 6: none of us touch him. He took him up as
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  Speaker 6: if he was a baby, and he had to rest
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  Speaker 6: many a time, and once he sat him down on
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  Speaker 6: the ground, but still he kept him in his arms.
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  Speaker 6: But we thought we should never have gotten him up again.
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  Speaker 6: Him and the.
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  Speaker 4: Body, the body.
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  Speaker 1: Molly had never felt that Osborne was really dead till
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  Speaker 1: she heard those words. They rode quick under the shadows
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  Speaker 1: of the hedgerow trees, but when they slackened speed to
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  Speaker 1: go up a brow, or to give their horses breath.
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  Speaker 1: Molly heard those two little words again in her ears,
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  Speaker 1: and said them over again to herself, in hopes of
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  Speaker 1: forcing the sharp truth into her unwilling sense. But when
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  Speaker 1: they came in sight of the square stillness of the
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  Speaker 1: house shining in the moonlight, the moon having risen by
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  Speaker 1: this time, Molly caught at her breath, and for an
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  Speaker 1: instant she thought she never could go in and face
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  Speaker 1: the presence in that dwelling. One yellow light burnt steadily,
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  Speaker 1: spotting the silver shining with its earthly coarseness. The man
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  Speaker 1: pointed it out. It was almost the first word he
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  Speaker 1: had spoken since they had left Hollingford.
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  Speaker 6: It's the old nursery. They carried him there. The squire
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  Speaker 6: broke down at the stair foot, and they took him
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  Speaker 6: to the readiest place. I'll be bound for it. The
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  Speaker 6: squire is there herself, and old Robin too. They fetched
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  Speaker 6: him as a knowledgeable man among dumb beasts, till the
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  Speaker 6: regular doctor came.
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  Speaker 1: Molly dropped down from her seat before the man could
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  Speaker 1: dismount to help her. She gathered up her skirts and
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  Speaker 1: did not stay again to think of what was before her.
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  Speaker 1: She ran along the once familiar turns and swiftly up
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  Speaker 1: the stairs and through the doors till she came to
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  Speaker 1: the last. Then she stopped and listened. It was a
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  Speaker 1: deathly silence. She opened the door. The squire was sitting
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  Speaker 1: alone at the side of the bed, holding the dead
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  Speaker 1: man's hand, and looking straight before him at vacancy. He
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  Speaker 1: did not stir or move even so much as an
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  Speaker 1: eyelid at Molly's entrance. The truth had entered his soul
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  Speaker 1: before this, and he knew that no doctor.
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  Speaker 7: Be he, ever so cunning, could with all his striving,
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  Speaker 7: put the breath into that body again.
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  Speaker 1: Molly came up to him with the softest steps, the
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  Speaker 1: most hushed breath that she ever could. She did not speak,
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  Speaker 1: for she did not know what to say. She felt
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  Speaker 1: that he had.
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  Speaker 4: No more hope from earthly skill, So what was the
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  Speaker 4: use of speaking of her father and the delay in
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  Speaker 4: his coming.
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  Speaker 1: After a moment's pause, standing by the old man's side,
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  Speaker 1: she slipped down to the floor and sat at his feet.
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  Speaker 1: Possibly her presence might have some balm in it, but
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  Speaker 1: uttering of words was as a vain thing. He must
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  Speaker 1: have been aware of her being there, but he took
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  Speaker 1: no apparent notice. There they sat silent and still, he
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  Speaker 1: in his chair, she on the floor, the dead man
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  Speaker 1: beneath the sheet. For a third she fancied that she
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  Speaker 1: must have disturbed the father in his contemplation of the
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  Speaker 1: quiet face, now more than half but not fully covered
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  Speaker 1: up out of sight. Time had never seemed so without measure,
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  Speaker 1: Silence had never seemed so noiseless as it did to Mollie.
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  Speaker 1: Sitting there in the acuteness of her senses, she heard
• 18:30
  Speaker 1: a step mounting a distant staircase, coming slowly, coming nearer.
• 18:36
  Speaker 1: She knew it not to be her father's, and that
• 18:38
  Speaker 1: was all she cared about. Nearer and nearer, close to
• 18:42
  Speaker 1: the outside of the door, a pause and a soft,
• 18:46
  Speaker 1: hesitating tap. The great, gaunt figure sitting by her side
• 18:51
  Speaker 1: quivered at the sound. Molly rose and went to the door.
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  Speaker 1: It was Robinson, the old butler, holding in his hand
• 18:59
  Speaker 1: a covered base of soup.
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  Speaker 8: God bless you, miss, said he make him touch a
• 19:05
  Speaker 8: drop o this. He's gone since breakfast without food, and
• 19:09
  Speaker 8: it's past one in the morning now.
• 19:12
  Speaker 1: He softly removed the cover, and Molly took the basin
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  Speaker 1: back with her to the place at the squire's side.
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  Speaker 1: She did not speak for She did not well know
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  Speaker 1: what to say or how to present this homely want
• 19:25
  Speaker 1: of nature before one so wrapt in grief, But she
• 19:29
  Speaker 1: put a spoonful to his lips and touched him with
• 19:32
  Speaker 1: the savory food, as if he had been a sick child,
• 19:35
  Speaker 1: and she the nurse. And instinctively he took down the
• 19:38
  Speaker 1: first spoonful of the soup. But in a minute he said,
• 19:42
  Speaker 1: with a sort of cry, and almost overturning the basin.
• 19:45
  Speaker 1: Molly held by his passionate gesture as he pointed to
• 19:49
  Speaker 1: the bed.
• 19:50
  Speaker 7: He will never eat again. Never.
• 19:56
  Speaker 1: Then he threw himself across the corpse and wept in
• 19:59
  Speaker 1: such a te terrible manner that Molly trembled, lest he
• 20:02
  Speaker 1: also should die, should break his heart there. And then
• 20:07
  Speaker 1: he took no more notice of her words, of her tears,
• 20:11
  Speaker 1: of her presence, than he did that of the moon,
• 20:14
  Speaker 1: looking through the unclosed window with passionless stare. Her father
• 20:19
  Speaker 1: stood by them both before either of them was aware.
• 20:23
  Speaker 1: Go downstairs, Molly said he gravely, but he stroked her
• 20:27
  Speaker 1: head tenderly as she.
• 20:28
  Speaker 5: Rose go into the dining room.
• 20:31
  Speaker 1: Now she felt the reaction from all her self control.
• 20:35
  Speaker 1: She trembled with fear as she went along the moonlit passages.
• 20:40
  Speaker 1: It seemed to her as if she should meet Osborne
• 20:42
  Speaker 1: and hear it all explained how he came to die,
• 20:46
  Speaker 1: what he now felt and thought and wished her to do.
• 20:49
  Speaker 1: She did get down to the dining room the last
• 20:52
  Speaker 1: few steps with a rush of terror, senseless terror of
• 20:55
  Speaker 1: what might be behind her, And there she found supper
• 20:59
  Speaker 1: laid out and candle's lit, and Robinson bustling about decanting
• 21:03
  Speaker 1: some wine. She wanted to cry, to get into some
• 21:08
  Speaker 1: quiet place and weep away her over excitement, but she
• 21:12
  Speaker 1: could hardly do so. There she only felt very much tired,
• 21:17
  Speaker 1: and to care for nothing in this world anymore. But
• 21:20
  Speaker 1: vividness of life came back when she found Robinson holding
• 21:24
  Speaker 1: a glass to her lips as she sat in the
• 21:26
  Speaker 1: great leather easy chair to which she had gone instinctively
• 21:30
  Speaker 1: as a place of rest. Drink.
• 21:33
  Speaker 8: Miss it's good, old Madeira, your papa said, as how
• 21:37
  Speaker 8: you was to eat a bit, says he.
• 21:40
  Speaker 5: My daughter may have to stay here, mister Robinson, and
• 21:42
  Speaker 5: she's young for the work. Persuade her to eat something
• 21:45
  Speaker 5: or she'll break down utterly.
• 21:48
  Speaker 8: Those was his very words.
• 21:51
  Speaker 1: Mollie did not say anything. She had not energy enough
• 21:55
  Speaker 1: for resistance. She drank, and she ate at the old
• 21:59
  Speaker 1: servant's bud, and then she asked him to leave her alone,
• 22:03
  Speaker 1: and went back to her easy chair and let herself
• 22:06
  Speaker 1: cry and so ease her heart. End of chapter fifty one.