"He called me a wanton, Hoddy. Wild. Something like a snarl crossed his face, and ignoring the pistol, he moved
forward, seizing her shoulders. You know that I am
practically destitute, without means or any certain knowledge of where my next
meal is coming from. Lucy felt her eyes misting up, turning traitor. "Let me have a word with the cull!"
"Ay! ay!" cried several of the bystanders, "let Jonathan kimbaw the cove. Her answer was not quite ready. What sort of a standard of life
yours may be I do not know, yet in your heart you know very well that every
word you have spoken to me has been a veiled insult, every time you have come
into my presence has been an outrage. Her faith in human beings revived. But it looked as if
the boy was not going to be of much use. She drank
it obediently.
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