Winifred, you are deceived in me. She reflected before answering. Sometimes I am frightfully busy; and then there will be periods of dullness. What a frightened fool he was! If he could not remember her name, it was equally possible that already she had forgotten his. He made a movement toward her, and then recalled the circumstances of their last conversation in that study. She forgot Anna’s sacrifices, forgot her own callousness, forgot the burden which she had fastened upon her sister’s shoulders. She was dressed in a tattered black stuff gown, discoloured by various stains, and intended, it would seem, from the remnants of rusty crape with which it was here and there tricked out, to represent the garb of widowhood, and held in her arms a sleeping infant, swathed in the folds of a linsey-woolsey shawl. ” He fancied that she was yielding, but her eyes fell once more upon that fatal envelope, and her tone when she spoke was colder than ever. She still could not muster the strength to leave. I felt his heart.
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