Bit priggish, isn’t it? And if he only knew it—so absurd. Her glance, absorbing the gilt letters and their significance, communicated to her poised body a species of paralysis. “He has said something of the sort. “A nice time of anxiety you’ve given me, young lady,” he said, as he entered the room. How was I to know what would happen? He always said if he couldn’t get you a dowry, you could take the veil. “Why not? Isn’t the whole thing a lie? Isn’t her reputation, this husband of hers, the ‘Alcide’ business, isn’t it all a cursed juggle? She hasn’t the right to do it. The hand that had been clenched lay open, relaxed; and upon the palm he saw her mother's locket. His appetite was perfectly Gargantuan. He handed her a cheque for thirty-one pounds, ten shillings, and read the agreement through to her.
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