” He leaned back in his chair as though wearied. Lucy crouched by the side of the grave, her head in her hands, rocking back and forth. For he come after her, did Mr Charvill. I’m sorry. " As he said this, the carpenter patted the cheek of the little object of his benevolent professions, and, in so doing, unintentionally aroused him from his slumbers. She shattered the edifice he was building up of himself as a devoted lover, waiting only his chance to win her from a hopeless and consuming passion. . Earles watched her anxiously. But the first one was brought home, and it was the beginning of the end. “Fearful old fogey! I can’t imagine any sister of yours putting up with him for a moment. A man might be without relatives, but certainly he would not be without friends, that is to say, without letters.
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