" CHAPTER XV. The world isn't real yet; she hasn't comparisons by which to govern her acts. She forgot Anna’s sacrifices, forgot her own callousness, forgot the burden which she had fastened upon her sister’s shoulders. Let me lie in Willesden churchyard. Presently, two carriages dashed down the hill, and drew up before it. She would write to Gerald. By-the-bye, do you want any money? Sir John’s ideas of pin money are not exactly princely, but I can manage what you want, I dare say.
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