“—and your aunt—” For a time he searched for the mot juste. The ruffled chemise-front under the wide lapels of her waistcoat and jacket no longer quivered, and her pose, with the full cloth petticoat spreading about her, was relaxed. . I should feel that I had been obliged to find some one else to fight my battles for me. But never had the hand touched her with a father's caress; never had he taken her into his arms; never had he kissed her. Light flooded the uncarpeted chamber, revealing the decayed state of the place.
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