He righted a chair and sat in it, his face in his hands. I bent over him. co. But I am not worthy to be any man's wife —far less his wife. I’ve never seen her quite so sure of herself. “Aunt!” she said, “I can’t—” Then she caught a wild appeal in her aunt’s blue eye, halted, and the door clicked upon them. A middle-aged countrywoman, plump of cheek, and a little shy. " There was a roaring in her ears like that of angry waters.
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