Time after time he reminded her of how powerless she would be without him, how unkind the world was towards single women. 1. See!" she added, tearing the rag from her head,—"I had beautiful black hair once. Why doesn’t she marry? Plenty of money under her father’s will. A little table covered with a damask cloth was dragged out. In the northwest angle, there was a small pen for female offenders, and, on the south, a more commodious enclosure appropriated to the master-debtors and strangers. His large, coarse lips drew wider apart. I said I knew he disliked and distrusted you and your work—that you shared all Russell’s opinions: he hates Russell beyond measure—and that we couldn’t possibly face a conventional marriage.
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