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‘
Never
,
sir
.
’
‘
It
’
s
not
much
—
though
it
was
much
to
suffer
.
She
married
me
in
opposition
to
her
father
’
s
wish
,
and
he
renounced
her
.
She
prayed
him
to
forgive
her
,
before
my
Agnes
came
into
this
world
.
He
was
a
very
hard
man
,
and
her
mother
had
long
been
dead
.
He
repulsed
her
.
He
broke
her
heart
.
’
Agnes
leaned
upon
his
shoulder
,
and
stole
her
arm
about
his
neck
.
‘
She
had
an
affectionate
and
gentle
heart
,
’
he
said
;
‘
and
it
was
broken
.
I
knew
its
tender
nature
very
well
.
No
one
could
,
if
I
did
not
.
She
loved
me
dearly
,
but
was
never
happy
.
She
was
always
labouring
,
in
secret
,
under
this
distress
;
and
being
delicate
and
downcast
at
the
time
of
his
last
repulse
—
for
it
was
not
the
first
,
by
many
—
pined
away
and
died
.
She
left
me
Agnes
,
two
weeks
old
;
and
the
grey
hair
that
you
recollect
me
with
,
when
you
first
came
.
’
He
kissed
Agnes
on
her
cheek
.
‘
My
love
for
my
dear
child
was
a
diseased
love
,
but
my
mind
was
all
unhealthy
then
.
I
say
no
more
of
that
.
I
am
not
speaking
of
myself
,
Trotwood
,
but
of
her
mother
,
and
of
her
.
If
I
give
you
any
clue
to
what
I
am
,
or
to
what
I
have
been
,
you
will
unravel
it
,
I
know
.
What
Agnes
is
,
I
need
not
say
.
I
have
always
read
something
of
her
poor
mother
’
s
story
,
in
her
character
;
and
so
I
tell
it
you
tonight
,
when
we
three
are
again
together
,
after
such
great
changes
.
I
have
told
it
all
.
’
His
bowed
head
,
and
her
angel
-
face
and
filial
duty
,
derived
a
more
pathetic
meaning
from
it
than
they
had
had
before
.
If
I
had
wanted
anything
by
which
to
mark
this
night
of
our
re
-
union
,
I
should
have
found
it
in
this
.
Agnes
rose
up
from
her
father
’
s
side
,
before
long
;
and
going
softly
to
her
piano
,
played
some
of
the
old
airs
to
which
we
had
often
listened
in
that
place
.
‘
Have
you
any
intention
of
going
away
again
?
’
Agnes
asked
me
,
as
I
was
standing
by
.
‘
What
does
my
sister
say
to
that
?
’
