"You have said," pursued the widow, "that she, who has once erred, is irreclaimable. Gerald stayed him. You want industry—you want steadiness. “You were never born,” he declared, “to follow the well worn roads. Adieu! my charmer. Already she missed all of her fine things, her linens and leather bound books. You are yet a child; and though you have strayed from the right path, a stronger hand than your own has led you thence. “But it is so difficult——” “Not at all,” he answered eagerly. She stood on the mat instead, and looked down on him. I will give you a broad free life. Annabel had taken her life into her hands with gay insouciance, had made her own friends, gone her own way.
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