You will torture yourself and torture her all through life; but in the end she will pour the wine of her faith into a sound chalice. Neither father, aunt, nor brothers made a sign, and then one afternoon in early February her aunt came up in a state between expostulation and dignified resentment, but obviously very anxious for Ann Veronica’s welfare. Then came the shock of the knowledge that soon he would be going upon his way, that there would be no one to depend upon her; and all the old loneliness came smothering down upon her again. “But I am your husband,” he said. God would have taken mercy on her baby, seeing that she had already had too much pain and that he had taken her beloved mother. My little maidservant will think that I am lost. What was the wench at? Yet he could not maintain this stand off forever. “I do not know.
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