“Cheveney!” she repeated. Indignation carried her through that night, that men and the world could so entreat her. "'Tis a cruel thing you've done, lad. ‘You make me talk, you make me talk. " "I have no people—anybody who would care. “You poor child!” he said; “don’t you see the infinite folly of these proceedings? Think! Think of the love and affection you abandon! Think of your aunt, a second mother to you. They had cried a little, both. She guarded her mother, or at least she had liked to think so. Somewhere she had read that it was the proper thing to do and that men liked to be alone with their tobacco.
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