He would be so disappointed. Seeing her improved mood, he had offered the Latin reading lesson strategically, knowing it would surprise her that he considered her capable. Old farmhouses loomed as they whizzed by, left behind in the gray like mourners. Hers were less noble, yet stately. Not conceiving that his sister—feeble as she was, and yielding as she had ever shown herself to his wishes, whether expressed or implied—would depart without consulting him, he was equally surprised and enraged to hear the servants busied in transporting her to the carriage. She heard the sounds of Rhea scuttling about, and then feeding, brutally. "You are all right?"—anxiously. "God forgive me for using such a word!" he cried, in a troubled tone; "if I hadn't yielded to my wife's silly request, this wouldn't have happened!" CHAPTER VII. I don’t think of you as a kid.
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