From the further end of the apartment came the low music of a violin. Sanguine they were not. This she would not endure. She allowed herself to be ejected, therefore, and retired to the parlour after cleansing the blood from her hands and her own slight wound in the kitchen. She felt that she had passed a difficult corner, and that now she could go on talking with him again, just as she had been used to do before she understood what was the matter with her. "A husband has little to fear from his wife's kinsfolk. Hurrying on, his progress was soon checked by a strong door, several inches in thickness, and nearly as wide as the passage. ” 243 She felt a mixture of embarrassment, humiliation, and pride well up in her cheeks, flushing them.
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