"Is your master at home?" inquired the jailer. He would know the truth then once and for all. In the middle of the little town stood the shop of a Jew dealer in old clothes. When I'm alone I don't mind. What had urged her to wrench loose and fly was the guarding instinct of the good woman. ’ Then she jammed her hat on her head all anyhow and ran from the room. The girl was like some north-country woodland pool, penetrated by a single shaft of sunlight—beautifully clear in one spot and mysteriously obscured elsewhere. Her mind wandered back to that fateful day. So she married him. “Can’t you SEE how things are?” she said. Tears began to stream from her cheeks. She addressed her letters, meditated on them for a time, and then took them out and posted them.
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