She looked at me as though I were some unclean thing, as though my soul were weighted with every sin in the calendar. She had recourse to the torn off strip of petticoat again, and blowing her nose with an air of determination, sniffed back the tears. Wood again made his appearance in a more composed frame of mind, and, at his daughter's earnest solicitation, was induced to partake of some refreshment. She could still feel his psychic presence all around her, and she knew he was thinking of her. "Mistress!" said the apprentice, making a final appeal to Mrs. Eyebrows knitting, she looked towards the ground a few feet away from him, guiltily. Don't suppose," she added, with a scornful glance at her helpmate, "that I would pay him the compliment of thinking he could possibly be the father of such a boy as you. ‘Because,’ said Lady Bicknacre in the confidential manner of all matrons when passing on a tidbit of scandal, ‘Nicholas married against his father’s wishes and ran away. Goodbye.
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