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Chapter 33

           Itfell,slippingoverthefootofthebed.Maryletitlie,andretreatedtoherchairbythefire.By-and-byshewouldgotohimwiththecordial.Fatiguewouldmakehimpassive.Itwasgettingtowardsthechillestmomentofthemorning,thefirehadgotlow,andshecouldseethroughthechinkbetweenthemoreenwindow-curtainsthelightwhitenedbytheblind.Havingputsomewoodonthefireandthrownashawloverher,shesatdown,hopingthatMr.Featherstonemightnowfallasleep.Ifshewentnearhimtheirritationmightbekeptup.Hehadsaidnothingafterthrowingthestick,butshehadseenhimtakinghiskeysagainandlayinghisrighthandonthemoney.Hedidnotputitup,however,andshethoughtthathewasdroppingofftosleep.

           ButMaryherselfbegantobemoreagitatedbytheremembranceofwhatshehadgonethrough,thanshehadbeenbytherealityquestioningthoseactsofherswhichhadcomeimperativelyandexcludedallquestioninthecriticalmoment.

           Presentlythedrywoodsentoutaflamewhichilluminatedeverycrevice,andMarysawthattheoldmanwaslyingquietlywithhisheadturnedalittleononeside.Shewenttowardshimwithinaudiblesteps,andthoughtthathisfacelookedstrangelymotionless;butthenextmomentthemovementoftheflamecommunicatingitselftoallobjectsmadeheruncertain.Theviolentbeatingofherheartrenderedherperceptionssodoubtfulthatevenwhenshetouchedhimandlistenedforhisbreathing,shecouldnottrustherconclusions

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