Her eyebrows, pulled down by the stress of thought, now resumed their normal arches; and pleased with her discovery, she smiled. She rambles continually about Jack, and her husband, and that wretch Jonathan, to whom, as far as can be gathered from her wild ravings, she attributes all her misery. She felt sticky and ashamed when he dropped her off a block away from the McCloskey house as she had requested. Sleep did not come easily, but eventually her mind stopped its chattering and she fell into a deep slumber. Her aunt went out of the room with dignity and a rustle, and up-stairs to the fastness of her own room. What does it matter? I am not a pauper, Annabel. ’ ‘What?’ gasped Alderley in shock. ” TRANSCRIBER'S NOTE: Typesetting and editing of the original book from which this e-text has been transcribed was inconsistent. "Bess wouldn't bear a rival.
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