'There you go!' exclaimed Mrs. Byass, throwing back her head. 'Of
course everybody must be in fault sooner than _her_! She's an angel
is Miss Hewett! Poor dear! to think how shameful she's been used!
Now I do wonder how you've the face to say such things, Mr.
Kirkwood! Why, there's nobody else livin' would have been as patient
with her as I always was. I'm not bad-tempered, I will say that for
myself, an' I've put up with all sorts of things (me, a married
woman), when anyone else would have boxed her ears an, told her she
was a conceited minx. I used to be fond of Clara; you know I did.
But she's got beyond all bearin'; and if you wasn't just as foolish
as men always are, you'd see her in her true colours. Do shake
yourself a bit, do! Oh, you silly, silly man!'
Again she burst into ringing laughter, throwing herself backwards
and forwards, and at last covering her face with her hands. Sidney
looked annoyed, but the contagion of such spontaneous merriment in
the end brought another smile to his face. He moved his head in sign
of giving up the argument, and, as soon as there was silence, turned
to the object of his visit.
'I see you've still got the card in the window.
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