Anna, quitting her chair, dropped on her knees by her sister’s side and took her hand. "What shall I say? Shall I tell you, or shall I leave you in the dark—as I must always leave her? What shall I say except that I am accursed of men? Yes; I have loved something—her mother. The twenty pounds burned with avidity. Death belongs to God, young man. "If that sickly brat lives to be a man," continued Jonathan, rising, "I'll hang him upon the same tree as his father. She winked at him as he shut the door. After all, it came to him suddenly as a harsh discovery that she might be in a sense regarded as grownup. ‘I broke in. She sat on the edge of her bed and looked about her, at her room, at the row of black-covered books and the pig’s skull. If she mentioned Ramage he might have a fit—anything might happen.
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