She forgot Anna’s sacrifices, forgot her own callousness, forgot the burden which she had fastened upon her sister’s shoulders. She cut a deep gash into her own arm with a steel screw, loosing drops of her own blood onto the floorboards. . But what else he saw fit to teach her I do not care to stipulate. “You poor little girl!” he cried. When the carpenter concluded his recital, Jonathan was for a moment lost in reflection.
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