Over an old crazy bedstead was thrown a squalid, patchwork counterpane; and upon the counterpane lay a black hood and scarf, a pair of bodice of the cumbrous form in vogue at the beginning of the last century, and some other articles of female attire. He hung precariously on the ragged edge, but he hung there. “If I had three hands,” she said, with a faint smile, “I would give one to each of you. Kneebone, who was on the point of departing. A dozen shynesses and intellectual barriers were being outflanked or broken down in her mind. As it was, my oldest and trustiest setter, Abraham Mendez, received a blow on the head from one of the lads that will deprive me of his services for a week to come,—if, indeed it does not disable him altogether. But a girl is soiled not only by evil but by the proximity of evil, and a reputation for rashness may do her as serious an injury as really reprehensible conduct. Recollect that.
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