The last thing that she remembered was her eyes crossing as she tried to focus upon the crunch of leaves as she lay heaving upon them, dampening them further with the outpouring of her sweat as it leaked from her clothing. A man's laced hat,—whether adopted from the caprice of the moment, or habitually worn, we are unable to state,—cocked knowingly on her head, harmonized with her masculine appearance. She saw her aunt in tears, her father white-faced and hard hit. " "Stand off, Poll," rejoined the woollen-draper; "I don't want to hurt you. ’ ‘What, for not wanting to marry you?’ ‘Imbecile. He drew a chair to the side of the bed and sat down, terrified by the utter fallowness of his mind.
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