"Now, Mr. F. Let me say it to you. My son wanted to marry a woman of thirty in a tobacconist’s shop. But I won't be cheated of my prize. ” She spoke like a mistress addressing school-children. And turning again, as if the emotions she had churned up kept her on the move, she paced back to the mantel and there stopped, staring at her own reflection in the tarnished mirror. She bathed frequently with ash and lye soap stolen from traders. “Annabel,” she said slowly, “if I fight this thing out myself, can I trust you that it will not be a vain sacrifice? After what you have said it is useless for us to play with words. As to Mrs. A certain irritation crept into his manner as he did so. ’ ‘You are not on my side at all, and it will be better that, instead of saying such things to him, you would say them to yourself.
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