She dreaded living off the land again, like an animal,
as she had done for dozens of years at a stretch. Remember that. I have had my day; and there were
women in it. She hated the manor. John has made me so happy,
I’ve been losing myself in him. Give this fellow the slip, if you can, Jack. “Don’t you think I ought to?” she
asked, very submissively. You
know what's what. He was in great pain
and it meant that he would be in casts for twelve weeks. He stood a little anxious and fussy, bothered by the
responsibility of her, entirely careless of what her life was or was likely to be,
ignoring her thoughts and feelings, ignorant of every fact of importance in her
life, explaining everything he could not understand in her as nonsense and
perversity, concerned only with a terror of bothers and undesirable situations. "I call this ere crib the Little-Ease,
arter the runaway prentices' cells in Guildhall.
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