“Don’t!” she begged. . The Supper at Mr. Left to himself, he took a survey of the room, and his heart leaped as he beheld over the, chimney-piece, a portrait of himself. D'ye hear. Some man! And to conclude it all was the figure of her father in the doorway, giving her a last chance, his hat in one hand, his umbrella in the other, shaken at her to emphasize his point. ’ The pathetic sob which accompanied the last word had a signal effect on two of the company at least. And she did not merely affect to be driven—she felt driven. ‘You are too shrewd for me, ma’am. But he was always forcing her to say and do such unexpectedly conclusive things. So far the boy's mind was clear.
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