Ennison seemed to feel already the shadow of tragedy approaching. She rambles continually about Jack, and her husband, and that wretch Jonathan, to whom, as far as can be gathered from her wild ravings, she attributes all her misery. Then she threw the volume away with a little impatient exclamation. And she is very young, younger than her years. The thin stream of blood on which her eyes were fastened with a nameless horror reached almost to her feet.
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