" But she did not complete the thought aloud. She thought of her aunt and that purse that was dropped on the table, and of many troublesome and ill-requited kindnesses; she thought of the help of the Widgetts, of Teddy’s admiration; she thought, with a new-born charity, of her father, of Manning’s conscientious unselfishness, of Miss Miniver’s devotion. " "To be sure you are," replied Jonathan, laughing. "All I want is to be happy!" she said aloud, as if she were asking for something of such ordinary value that God would readily accord it to her because there was so little demand for the commodity. ‘You make a game with me, I think. . Love and companionship. We come out into the world, some of us—” She paused. She clenched her hands together and leaned forward in her chair, gazing steadily into the fire. “Don’t you know, child, that this is torture for me? What in God’s name more can you have to tell me?” Her face had become almost like a marble image. The folds of a thick muslin neckcloth in some degree protected him, but the gash was desperate.
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