Ennison reeled, and almost fell. Cathy stood in the bedroom hallway in her faded blue bathrobe. "Too late!" shrieked the lady, falling heavily backwards,—"too late!—oh!" Heedless of her cries, Jonathan passed a handkerchief tightly over her son's mouth, and forced him out of the room. So he sharpened a score of pencils, and after fiddling about and rewriting the last page he had written the previous night, he plunged into work. The porter instantly made his appearance, and Sheppard ordered him to take care of the horses. “I have waited for this,” he said, and stood quite still, looking at her until the silence became oppressive.
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