" "You'd better hold your peace, my lad," observed Jonathan, in a menacing tone. Her old nurse’s hands returned the pressure. “Fancy stabbing a man for jealousy!” she thought. Not a word was uttered by the assemblage; but a hush of expectation reigned throughout. “If you wish,” he said, “I will go there in the morning and see what can be done for him. I throw up work—everything! I just teach in one school, one good school, three days a week. None presented themselves to save him from that return. Her fanciful imagination no longer drew pictures of the aunt in the doorway of a wooden house, her arms extended in welcome. No! not even the derivation! But the fashion’s been set and in it you must be.
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