The ruffled chemise-front under the wide lapels of her waistcoat and jacket no longer quivered, and her pose, with the full cloth petticoat spreading about her, was relaxed. His throat filled; he wanted to weep. She knew now that he never would. Opening the trap-door, he then descended to the vaults —searched each cell, and every nook and corner separately. She may address me as “Grandfather” if she chooses, since I’m obliged to accept her in that capacity.
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