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The Shuttle Chapter 44 - A Footstep · The Frances Hodgson Burnett Library

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  Speaker 1: It was cold enough for fires in halls and bedrooms,
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  Speaker 1: and Lady Anstruthers often sat over hers and watched the
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  Speaker 1: glowing bed of coals with a fixed thoughtfulness of look.
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  Speaker 1: She was so sitting when her sister went to her
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  Speaker 1: room to talk to her, and she looked up questioningly
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  Speaker 1: when the door closed and Betty came towards her.' You' ve
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  Speaker 1: come to tell me something,' she said. A slight shade
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  Speaker 1: of anxiousness showed itself in her eyes, and Betty sat
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  Speaker 1: down by her and took her hand. She had come
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  Speaker 1: because what she knew was that Rosalie must be prepared
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  Speaker 1: for any step taken, and the time had arrived when
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  Speaker 1: she must not be allowed to remain in ignorance, even
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  Speaker 1: of things it would be unpleasant to put into words.' Yes,'
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  Speaker 1: she answered,' I want to talk to you about something
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  Speaker 1: I have decided to do. I think I must write
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  Speaker 1: to Father and ask him to come to us.' Rosalie
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  Speaker 1: turned white. but though her lips parted as if she
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  Speaker 1: were going to speak, she said nothing.' Do not be frightened,'
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  Speaker 1: Betty said.' I believe it's the only thing to do.''
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  Speaker 1: I know, I know.' Betty went on, holding the hand
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  Speaker 1: a little closer.' When I came here you were too
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  Speaker 1: weak physically to be able to face even the thought
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  Speaker 1: of a struggle. I saw that. I was afraid it
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  Speaker 1: must come in the end, but I knew that at
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  Speaker 1: the time you could not bear it. It would have
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  Speaker 1: killed you and might have killed Mother if I had
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  Speaker 1: not waited. And until you were stronger—' I knew I
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  Speaker 1: must wait and reason coolly about you, about everything.'' I
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  Speaker 1: used to guess sometimes,' said Lady Anstruthers.' I can tell
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  Speaker 1: you about it now. You are not as you were then,'
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  Speaker 1: Betty said.' I did not know Nigel at first, and
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  Speaker 1: I felt I ought to see more of him. I
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  Speaker 1: wanted to make sure that my child-hatred of him did
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  Speaker 1: not make me unfair. I even tried to hope that
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  Speaker 1: when he came back and found the place in order
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  Speaker 1: and things going well—' he might recognize the wisdom of
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  Speaker 1: behaving with decent kindness to you. If he had done that,
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  Speaker 1: I know Father would have provided for you both, though
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  Speaker 1: he would not have left him the opportunity to do
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  Speaker 1: again what he did before. No businessman would allow such
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  Speaker 1: a thing as that. But as time has gone by,
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  Speaker 1: I have seen I was mistaken in hoping for a
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  Speaker 1: respectable compromise. Even if he were given a free hand,
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  Speaker 1: he would not change. And now— She hesitated, feeling it
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  Speaker 1: difficult to choose such words as would not be too unpleasant.
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  Speaker 1: How was she to tell Rosie of the ugly, morbid
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  Speaker 1: situation which made ordinary passiveness impossible? Now, there is a reason,
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  Speaker 1: she began again. To her surprise and relief it was
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  Speaker 1: Rosalie who ended for her. She spoke with the painful
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  Speaker 1: courage which strong affection gives a weak thing. Her face
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  Speaker 1: was pale no longer, but slightly reddened, and she lifted
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  Speaker 1: the hand which held hers and kissed it. You shall
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  Speaker 1: not say it, she interrupted her. I will. There is
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  Speaker 1: a reason now why you cannot stay here, why you
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  Speaker 1: shall not stay here. That was why I begged you
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  Speaker 1: to go. You must go, even if I stay behind alone.
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  Speaker 1: Never had the beautiful Miss Vanderpool's eyes worn so fully
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  Speaker 1: their look of being bluebells under water, that this timid
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  Speaker 1: creature should so stand at bay to defend her was
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  Speaker 1: more moving than anything else could have been.' Thank you, Rosie,
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  Speaker 1: thank you,' she answered. But you shall not be left alone.
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  Speaker 1: You must go too. There is no other way. Difficulties
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  Speaker 1: will be made for us, but we must face them.
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  Speaker 1: Father will see the situation from a practical man's standpoint.
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  Speaker 1: Men know the things other men cannot do. Women don't.
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  Speaker 1: Generally they know nothing about the law and can be
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  Speaker 1: bullied into feeling that it's dangerous and compromising to inquire
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  Speaker 1: into it. Nigel has always seen that it was easy
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  Speaker 1: to manage women. A strong businessman who has more exact
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  Speaker 1: legal information than he has himself will be a new
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  Speaker 1: factor to deal with, and he cannot make objectionable love
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  Speaker 1: to him. It is because he knows these things that
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  Speaker 1: he says that my sending for father will be a
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  Speaker 1: declaration of war.'' Did he say that?' a little breathlessly.' Yes,
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  Speaker 1: and I told him that it need not be so,
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  Speaker 1: but he would not listen.'' And you are sure father
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  Speaker 1: will come?'' I am sure. In a week or two
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  Speaker 1: he will be here.' Lady Anstruthers' lips shook, her eyes
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  Speaker 1: lifted themselves to Betty's in a touchingly distressed appeal. Had
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  Speaker 1: her momentary courage fled beyond recall? If so, that would
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  Speaker 1: be the worst coming to the worst indeed. Yet it
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  Speaker 1: was not ordinary fear which expressed itself in her face,
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  Speaker 1: but a deeper piteousness, a sudden hopeless pain, baffling because
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  Speaker 1: it seemed a new emotion, or perhaps the upheaval of
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  Speaker 1: an old one long and carefully hidden. You will be brave,
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  Speaker 1: Betty appealed to her. You will not give way, Rosie. Yes,
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  Speaker 1: I must be brave. I'm not ill now. I must
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  Speaker 1: not fail you. I won't, Betty, but— She slipped upon
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  Speaker 1: the floor and dropped her face upon the girl's knee, sobbing.
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  Speaker 1: Betty bent over her, putting her arms around the heaving
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  Speaker 1: shoulders and pleading with her to speak. Was there something
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  Speaker 1: more to be told, something she did not know? Yes, yes. Oh,
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  Speaker 1: I ought to have told you long ago, but I've
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  Speaker 1: always been afraid and ashamed— It has made everything so
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  Speaker 1: much worse. I was afraid you would not understand and
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  Speaker 1: would think me wicked, wicked. It was Betty who now
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  Speaker 1: lost a shade of colour, but she held the slim
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  Speaker 1: little body closer and kissed her sister's cheek. What have
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  Speaker 1: you been afraid and ashamed to tell me? Do not
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  Speaker 1: be ashamed any more. You must not hide anything, no
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  Speaker 1: matter what it is, Rosie. I shall understand. I know
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  Speaker 1: I must not hide anything now that all is over
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  Speaker 1: and father is coming. It is— it is about Mr. Folliott.' Mr. Folliott,'
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  Speaker 1: repeated Betty, quite softly. Lady Anstruther's face, lifted with desperate effort,
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  Speaker 1: was like a weeping child's, so much so in its
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  Speaker 1: tear-wet simpleness and utter lack of any effort at concealment,
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  Speaker 1: that after one quick look at it Betty's hastened pulses
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  Speaker 1: ceased to beat at double-quick time.' Tell me, dear,' she
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  Speaker 1: almost whispered,' Mr. Folliott himself does not know, and I
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  Speaker 1: could not help it. He was kind to me when
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  Speaker 1: I was dying of unkindness. You don't know what it
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  Speaker 1: was like to be drowning in loneliness and misery, and
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  Speaker 1: to see one good hand stretched out to help you.
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  Speaker 1: Before he went away— Oh, Betty, I know it was awful,
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  Speaker 1: because I was married. I began to care for him
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  Speaker 1: very much, and I have cared for him ever since.
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  Speaker 1: I cannot stop myself caring, even though I am terrified.
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  Speaker 1: Betty kissed her again with a passion of tender pity.
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  Speaker 1: Poor little simple Rosie, too. The tide had crept around
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  Speaker 1: her also, and had swept her off her feet, tossing
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  Speaker 1: her upon its surf like a wisp of seaweed, and
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  Speaker 1: bearing her each day further from firm shore. Do not
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  Speaker 1: be terrified, she said. You need only be afraid if— if
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  Speaker 1: you had told him. He will never know, never. Once
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  Speaker 1: in the middle of the night— there was anguish in the
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  Speaker 1: delicate face, pure anguish— A strange loud cry wakened me,
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  Speaker 1: and it was I myself who'd cried out, because in
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  Speaker 1: my sleep it had come home to me that the
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  Speaker 1: years would go on and on, and at last some
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  Speaker 1: day he would die and go out of the world,
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  Speaker 1: and I should die and go out of the world,
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  Speaker 1: and he would never, never know, even know. Betty's clasp
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  Speaker 1: of her loosened, and she sat very still, looking straight
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  Speaker 1: before her into some unseen place. Yes, she said involuntarily, yes,
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  Speaker 1: I know, I know.' I know.' Lady Anstruthers fell back
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  Speaker 1: a little to gaze at her.' You know? You know?'
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  Speaker 1: she breathed.' Betty?' But Betty at first did not speak.
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  Speaker 1: Her lovely eyes dwelt on the faraway place.' Betty,' whispered Rosie,
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  Speaker 1: 'do you know what you've said?' The lovely eyes turned
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  Speaker 1: slowly towards her, and the soft corners of Betty's mouth
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  Speaker 1: deepened in a curious unsteadiness.' Yes, I did not intend
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  Speaker 1: to say it, but it is true. I know, I know,
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  Speaker 1: I know.'' Do not ask me how.' Rosalie flung her
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  Speaker 1: arms around her waist, and for a moment hid her face.' You, you!'
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  Speaker 1: she murmured, but stopped herself almost as she uttered the exclamation.'
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  Speaker 1: I will not ask you,' she said when she spoke again,'
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  Speaker 1: but now I shall not be so ashamed. You are
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  Speaker 1: a beauty and wonderful—' and I am not, but if
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  Speaker 1: you know, that makes us almost the same. You will
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  Speaker 1: understand why I broke down. It was because I could
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  Speaker 1: not bear to think of what will happen. I shall
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  Speaker 1: be saved and taken home, but Nigel will wreak revenge
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  Speaker 1: on him, and I shall be the shame that is
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  Speaker 1: put upon him, only because he was kind, kind. When
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  Speaker 1: father comes, it will all begin. She wrung her hands,
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  Speaker 1: becoming almost hysterical. Hush, said Betty, hush. A man like
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  Speaker 1: that cannot be hurt, even by a man like Nigel.
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  Speaker 1: There is a way out, there is. Oh, Rosie, we
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  Speaker 1: must believe it. She soothed and caressed her, and led
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  Speaker 1: her on to relieving her long locked-up misery by speech.
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  Speaker 1: It was easy to see the ways in which her
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  Speaker 1: feeling had made her life harder to bear. She was
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  Speaker 1: as inexperienced as a girl, and had accused herself cruelly.
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  Speaker 1: When Nigel had tormented her with evil, carefully chosen taunts,
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  Speaker 1: She had felt half guilty and had coloured scarlet or
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  Speaker 1: turned pale, afraid to meet his sneeringly smiling face. She
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  Speaker 1: had tried to forget the kind voice, the kindly understanding eyes,
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  Speaker 1: and had blamed herself as a criminal because she could not.'
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  Speaker 1: I had nothing else to remember but unhappiness, and it
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  Speaker 1: seemed as if I could not help but remember him,'
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  Speaker 1: she said as simply as the Rosie who had left
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  Speaker 1: New York at nineteen might have said it.' I was
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  Speaker 1: afraid to trust myself to speak his name.' When Nigel
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  Speaker 1: made insulting speeches I could not answer him, and he
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  Speaker 1: used to say that women who had adventures should train
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  Speaker 1: their faces not to betray them every time they were
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  Speaker 1: looked at. Oh! broke from Betty's lips, and she stood
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  Speaker 1: up on the hearth and threw out her hands. I
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  Speaker 1: wish that for one day I might be a man,
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  Speaker 1: and your brother instead of your sister. Why? Betty smiled strangely,
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  Speaker 1: a smile which was not amused, which was perhaps not
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  Speaker 1: a smile at all. Her voice, as she answered, was
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  Speaker 1: at once low and tense. Because then I should know
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  Speaker 1: what to do. When a male creature cannot be reached
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  Speaker 1: through manhood or decency or shame, there is one way
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  Speaker 1: in which he can be punished. A man, a real man,
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  Speaker 1: should take him by his throat and lash him with
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  Speaker 1: a whip, while others look on, lash him until he
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  Speaker 1: howls aloud like a dog. She had not expected to
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  Speaker 1: say it, but she had said it. Lady Anstruthers looked
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  Speaker 1: at her fascinated, and then she covered her face with
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  Speaker 1: her hands, huddling herself in a heap as she knelt
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  Speaker 1: on the rug, looking singularly small and frail.' Betty,' she
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  Speaker 1: said presently in a new awful little voice,' I— I will
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  Speaker 1: tell you something. I never thought I should dare to
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  Speaker 1: tell anyone alive. I have shuddered at it myself. There
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  Speaker 1: have been days, awful, helpless days—' when I was sure
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  Speaker 1: there was no hope for me in all the world,
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  Speaker 1: when deep down in my soul I understood what women
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  Speaker 1: felt when they murdered people, crept up to them in
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  Speaker 1: their wicked sleep and struck them again and again, like that.
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  Speaker 1: She sat up suddenly, as if she did not know
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  Speaker 1: what she was doing, and uncovering her little ghastly face,
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  Speaker 1: struck downwards three fierce times at nothingness, but as if
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  Speaker 1: it were not nothingness, and as if she held something
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  Speaker 1: in her hand. There was horror in it, Betty sprung
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  Speaker 1: at the hand and caught it.' No, no!' she cried out.'
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  Speaker 1: Poor little Rosie! Darling little Rosie! No, no, no!' That
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  Speaker 1: instant Lady Anstruthers looked up at her, shocked and awake.
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  Speaker 1: She was Rosie again, and clung to her, holding to
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  Speaker 1: her dress, piteous and panting.' No, no!' she said.' When
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  Speaker 1: it came to me in the night— it was always in
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  Speaker 1: the night— I used to get out of bed and
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  Speaker 1: pray that it might never, never come again.'' and that
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  Speaker 1: I might be forgiven, just forgiven.' It was too horrible
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  Speaker 1: that I should even understand it so well.'' A woeful,
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  Speaker 1: wry little smile twisted her mouth.' I was not brave
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  Speaker 1: enough to have done it.' I could never have done it, Betty,'
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  Speaker 1: but the thought was there, it was there.' I used
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  Speaker 1: to think it had made a black mark on my soul.''
• 12:34
  Speaker 1: The letter took long to write.' It led a consecutive
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  Speaker 1: story up to the point' where it culminated in a
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  Speaker 1: situation— which presented itself as no longer to be dealt
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  Speaker 1: with by means at hand. Parts of the story previous
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  Speaker 1: letters had related, though some of them it had not
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  Speaker 1: seemed absolutely necessary to relate in detail. Now they must
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  Speaker 1: be made clear, and Betty made them so. Because you
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  Speaker 1: trusted me, you made me trust myself, was one of
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  Speaker 1: the things she wrote. For some time I felt that
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  Speaker 1: it was best to fight for my own hand without
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  Speaker 1: troubling you. I hoped perhaps I might be able to
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  Speaker 1: lead things to a decorous sort of issue. I saw
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  Speaker 1: that secretly Rosie hoped and prayed that it might be possible.
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  Speaker 1: She gave up expecting happiness before she was twenty, and
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  Speaker 1: mere decent peace would have seemed heaven to her, if
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  Speaker 1: she could have been allowed sometimes to see those she
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  Speaker 1: loved and longed for. Now that I must give up
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  Speaker 1: my hope, which was perhaps a rather foolish one, and
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  Speaker 1: now that I cannot remain at Stornham, she would have
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  Speaker 1: no defence at all if she were left alone. Her
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  Speaker 1: condition would be more hopeless than before, because Nigel would
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  Speaker 1: never forget that we had tried to rescue her and
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  Speaker 1: had failed. If I were a man, or if I
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  Speaker 1: were very much older, I need not be actually driven away.
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  Speaker 1: But as it is, I think that you must come
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  Speaker 1: and take the matter into your own hands. She had
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  Speaker 1: remained in her sister's room until long after midnight, and
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  Speaker 1: by the time the American letter was completed and sealed,
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  Speaker 1: a pale touch of dawning light was showing itself. She rose,
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  Speaker 1: and going to the window, drew the blind up and
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  Speaker 1: looked out. The looking out made her open the window,
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  Speaker 1: and when she had done so she stood feeling the
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  Speaker 1: almost unearthly freshness of the morning about her. The mystery
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  Speaker 1: of the first faint light was almost unearthly too. Trees
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  Speaker 1: and shrubs were beginning to take form and outline themselves
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  Speaker 1: against the still pallor of the dawn. Before long the
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  Speaker 1: waking of the birds would begin, a brief chirping note
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  Speaker 1: here and there breaking the silence, and warning the world
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  Speaker 1: with faint insistence that it had begun to live again
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  Speaker 1: and must bestir itself. She had got out of her
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  Speaker 1: bed sometimes on a summer morning to watch the beauty
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  Speaker 1: of it, to see the flowers gradually reveal their colour
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  Speaker 1: to the eye, to hear the warmly nesting things begin
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  Speaker 1: their joyous day. There were fewer bird sounds now, and
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  Speaker 1: the garden beds were autumnal. But how beautiful it all was!
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  Speaker 1: How wonderful life in such a place might be! if
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  Speaker 1: flowers and birds and sweep of sward and mass of
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  Speaker 1: stately broad-branched trees were parts of the home one loved,
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  Speaker 1: and which surely would in its own way love one
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  Speaker 1: in return. But soon all this phase of life would
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  Speaker 1: be over. Rosalie, once safe at home, would look back,
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  Speaker 1: remembering the place with a shudder. As Uhtred grew older,
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  Speaker 1: the passing of years would dim miserable child memories, and
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  Speaker 1: when his inheritance fell to him, he might return to
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  Speaker 1: see it with happier eyes. She began to picture to
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  Speaker 1: herself Rosie's voyage in the ship which would carry her
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  Speaker 1: across the Atlantic to her mother, and the scenes connected
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  Speaker 1: in her mind only with the girl's happiness. Whatsoever happened
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  Speaker 1: before it took place, the voyage would be made in
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  Speaker 1: the end. And Rosalie would be like a creature in
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  Speaker 1: a dream, a heavenly, unbelievable dream. Betty could imagine how
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  Speaker 1: she would look wrapped up and sitting in her steamer chair,
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  Speaker 1: gazing out with rapturous eyes upon the racing waves. She
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  Speaker 1: will be happy, she thought, but I shall not. No,
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  Speaker 1: I shall not. She drew in the morning air, and
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  Speaker 1: unconsciously turned toward the place where, across the rising and
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  Speaker 1: falling lands and behind the trees, she knew the great
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  Speaker 1: white house stood far away, with watchers' lights showing dimly
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  Speaker 1: behind the line of ballroom windows. I do not know
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  Speaker 1: how such a thing could be. I do not know
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  Speaker 1: how such a thing could be, she said. It could not.
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  Speaker 1: and she lifted a high head, not even asking herself
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  Speaker 1: what remote sense in her being so obstinately defied and
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  Speaker 1: threw down the glove to fate. Sounds gain a curious
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  Speaker 1: distinctness and meaning in the hour of the break of
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  Speaker 1: the dawn. In such an hour they seem even more
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  Speaker 1: significant than sounds heard in the dead of night. When
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  Speaker 1: she had gone to the window, she had fancied that
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  Speaker 1: she heard something in the corridor outside her door, but
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  Speaker 1: when she had listened there had been only silence. Now
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  Speaker 1: there was a sound again. that of a softly moved,
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  Speaker 1: slippered foot. She went to the room's centre and waited. Yes,
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  Speaker 1: certainly something had stirred in the passage. She went to
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  Speaker 1: the door itself. The dragging step had hesitated, stopped. Could
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  Speaker 1: it be Rosalie who had come to her for something?
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  Speaker 1: For one second her impulse was to open the door herself.
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  Speaker 1: The next she had changed her mind with a sense
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  Speaker 1: of shock. Someone had actually touched the handle and very
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  Speaker 1: delicately turned it. It was not pleasant to stand looking
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  Speaker 1: at it and see it turn. She heard a low,
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  Speaker 1: evidently unintentionally uttered exclamation, and she turned away, and with
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  Speaker 1: no attempt at softening the sound of her footsteps, walked
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  Speaker 1: across the room, hot with passionate disgust. As well as
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  Speaker 1: if she had flung the door open, she knew who
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  Speaker 1: stood outside. It was Nigel Anstruthers, haggard and unseemly, with burned-out,
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  Speaker 1: sleepless eyes and bitten lip. Bad and mad as she
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  Speaker 1: had at last seen the situation to be, It was
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  Speaker 1: uglier and more desperate than she could well know. End
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  Speaker 1: of chapter forty-four