He talked very little and rather absently. The thought of their faces, and particularly of her aunt’s, as it would meet the fact— disconcerted, unfriendly, condemning, pained—occurred to her again and again. “I opened my eyes, and she was bending over my bedside. But, if you've a spark of love for me, don't meddle with anything in that house.
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