“I wonder what he takes me for?”
When presently she got down from the stile a certain note of internal conflict,
a touch of doubt, had gone from her warm-tinted face. Be seated, and calm yourself. There sprang from that a
vague hope that perhaps she might extort a capitulation from her father by a
threat to seek that position, and then with overwhelming clearness it came to her
that whatever happened she would never be able to tell her father about her debt. “If you must go on with it,” said Hetty, “now’s your time. He kissed her lightly
on the lips. . Come up stairs, and take a glass of brandy. Then there was Tom Jarrot, the
hackney-coachman, who was pitched off the box against yonder curbstone, and
broke his leg.
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