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Updated: May 18, 2025


I apologize for abusing you; I can't do more. You're an infernally clever player there! And, upon my soul, I could drink ditchwater! But if you're going in for transactions at Carlsruhe, mark my words, your luck's gone. Laugh as much as you like. Woodseer happened to be smiling over the excellent reason for not turning back which inflicted the wofulness.

But I mean one that should devote himself to you alone. Philip has Margaret; and besides, he is gone now, and so is Mr. Cornelius. And Tom will be finding a wife some day, and your parents cannot live for ever, and your friends will be married one after another." "Poor me!" says she, with a sigh of comic wofulness. "How helpless and alone you make me feel!" "Not so entirely alone, neither!

He answered nothing, and the one thing for her to do was to go; and she did it. But it was only for a moment that she could be altogether the Grizel of old. She turned to take a long, last look at him; but the wofulness of herself was what she saw. She cried, with infinite pathos, "Oh, how could you hurt your Grizel so!" He controlled himself and let her go.

I apologize for abusing you; I can't do more. You're an infernally clever player there! And, upon my soul, I could drink ditchwater! But if you're going in for transactions at Carlsruhe, mark my words, your luck's gone. Laugh as much as you like. Woodseer happened to be smiling over the excellent reason for not turning back which inflicted the wofulness.

As these thoughts floated past him, he saw the young squatter wither under a giggle from a girl in the corner. "Look at her feet," were the words that changed Tessibel's frankness to embarrassment, her eager pathos to wofulness. Tessibel shrank close to the door, for the first time realizing how out of place she was. "I were I were a fool to come, but but "

But the poor child paid little heed to her suggestions, a foreshadowing of some direful calamity constantly enfolding and saddening her. Still she kept bravely and quietly about her duties, and it was only when she was alone in her chamber at night that she gave way to the terrible wofulness that oppressed her, and prayed, and wept, and wrestled with her sorrow.

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