“I wonder what he takes me for?” When presently she got down from the stile a certain note of internal conflict, a touch of doubt, had gone from her warm-tinted face. ‘I have Joan to tell me how much I look like Mary. Ann Veronica was not ready enough to deal with that counter-stroke. The blinds were all drawn, the sunlight kept out, one could not tell what colors these gray swathings hid. And when I have steeped him to the lips in vice and depravity; when I have led him to the commission of every crime; when there is neither retreat nor advance for him; when he has plundered his benefactor, and broken the heart of his mother—then—but not till then, I will consign him to the fate to which I consigned his father.
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