Then it was the woman herself who was changed. Left alone, Jonathan lighted a lamp, and, opening the trap-door, descended the secret stairs. I want to be your knight, your servant, your protector, your—I dare scarcely write the word—your husband. His tone was rough, almost threatening. “Perhaps,” he said, “I have been to blame. Vorsack looked pale and pink. Stimulated by the promise of something handsome to drink, the man acquitted himself to admiration in the management of his lazy cattle. The latter looked very pale, either from the effect of his wound, which was not yet entirely healed, or from suppressed emotion,—partly, perhaps, from both causes,—and wore his left arm in a sling. Miss Stanley had determined from the outset to have the warmest affection for her youngest niece and to be a second mother in her life—a second and a better one; but she had found much to battle with, and there was much in herself that Ann Veronica failed to understand. Then Mike came along. He ignored her protests in order to pursue some impressive line of his own.
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