“I’m going to kill your weakness for you. Both had dropped the rather elaborate politeness of the
dining-room, and in their faces an impartial observer would have discovered
little lines of obstinate wilfulness in common; a certain hardness—sharp, indeed,
in the father and softly rounded in the daughter—but hardness nevertheless, that
made every compromise a bargain and every charity a discount. “Come,” he said, “you can’t be meaning to bury yourself. Exerting all his energies, and using the bar as a lever, he forced
off the iron band, which was full seven feet high, seven inches wide, and two
thick, and which brought with it in its fall the box of the lock and the socket of
the bolt, leaving no further hinderance. “MY DEAR DAUGHTER,” it ran,—“Here, on the verge of the season of
forgiveness I hold out a last hand to you in the hope of a reconciliation. I’ve no name for it yet. \" She whispered
back.
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