If she had once known him, if he were some former neighbour, it would be comprehensible. He remembered also, all at once, the very first words he had heard her speak: “I was not born to this. Beneath two tall elms, whose boughs completely overshadowed the roof, stood Mr. An enormous Hand that rose up swiftly, blotting out the sky. Wood, now more buxom and more gorgeously arrayed than ever,—as well as a young and beautiful female, in whom he was at no loss to recognise the carpenter's daughter. A pity you did not think to tell me that part of the tale at the outset. I believed that our marriage was genuine.
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