It feels like too much gold-dust clutched in one’s hand. You have never felt the hearts of all hardened against you; have never heard the jeer or curse from every lip; nor endured the insult and the blow from every hand. By a miracle, he averted its path, his hold on the girl’s mouth shifting fast to grasp her wrist. Supposing I made up my mind to marry some one of good enough family, but who was in a somewhat doubtful position, concerning whose antecedents, in fact there was a certain amount of scandal.
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