Jonathan threw open the street-door. “I think, aunt,” she said, “you might trust to my self-respect to keep me out of that. She had never understood how much knowledge had been kept from her because she was a woman and even began to doubt the methods of the Church, something she never would have dared before. It was wonderful to think this thing had lived, had felt and suffered. Wherein she differed but little from her young sisters. But stand by and hear such things said about my late mistress’s daughter, I won’t. Do you think I forget it? Didn't they help themselves to all the plate and the money —to several of my best dresses, and amongst others, to my favourite kincob gown; and I've never been able to get another like it! Marry, come up! I'd hang 'em all, if I could.
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