‘To see Charvill. A stack of chimneys, on the house above them, had yielded to the storm, and descended in a shower of bricks and stones. Her aunt went out of the room with dignity and a rustle, and up-stairs to the fastness of her own room. ’ Alderley laughed. At least, you are one, and I am disguised like one. Also he had said—laughing in that way with his eyes which made a flutter in her chest— that Prudence will find an Englishman to marry her. For a moment she thought of saying yes, and then filled with shame. ‘To read and write, of course, and to sew. And mind he doesn't stir out of your sight, on any pretence whatever, till I call.
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