“You go home and think of all this,” he said, “and talk about it to-morrow. ” They were in the elder Widgett girl’s bedroom; Hetty was laid up, she said, with a sprained ankle, and a miscellaneous party was gossiping away her tedium. ’ ‘Have no fear. " "Compromised. ” Jane was taken aback by Lucy’s weird candor. There were neither texts nor rubbish on the walls, but only a stirring version of Belshazzar’s feast, a steel engraving in the early Victorian manner that had some satisfactory blacks. I didn’t ought to have sent for him.
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