"Where to, master?" asked Ben, touching his woollen cap. It was a hoax, it was the only thing possible, until she heard Cathy say, “Let me hold those for you. ” He fancied that she was yielding, but her eyes fell once more upon that fatal envelope, and her tone when she spoke was colder than ever. She turned her cheek to the cold sill; and by and by the sill grew warm and wet with tears. Her normally shiny hair was 143 stringy and flat.
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