Her father, her own father! She remembered now a verse from the Psalms her father had always been quoting; but now she recited it with perfect understanding. Their conversation degenerated again and again into a strain of self-congratulation that would have irked an eavesdropper. " "What motive can you have for so vile a deed?" asked Mrs. He was a man who in all things classified without nuance, and for him there were in the matter of age just two feminine classes and no more—girls and women. “I never planned it—And now I have begun—” She felt acutely that he was entitled to explanations, and as acutely that explanations were impossible that night. With a faint view of overtaking them the pursuer urged his steed to a quicker pace. "Don't you know me, mother?" "Ah!" shrieked Mrs. She had never dreamed of such decadence, never imagined that young people could be so happy and healthy.
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