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"That is the very thing. I am in a hard, bitter, suspicious mood,
and I can't see how to keep out of it; I don't know when opposition
is right and firm, and when it is only my own self-will."
"Would it not be a good thing to talk to Julius Charnock? You would
not be betraying anything."
"No! I can't seem to make up to the good clergyman! Certainly not.
Besides, I've heard Camilla talking to his wife!"
"Talking?"
"Admiring that dress, which she had been sneering at to your mother,
don't you remember? It was one of her honey-cups with venom below--
only happily, Lady Rosamond saw through the flattery. I'm ashamed
whenever I see her!"
"I don't think that need cut you off from Julius."
"Tell me _truly_," again broke in Lenore, "what Mrs. Poynsett really
is. She is a standing proverb with us for tyranny over her sons;
not with Camilla alone, but with papa."
"See how they love her!" cried Jenny, hotly.
"Camilla thinks that abject; but I can't forget how Frank talked of
her in those happy Rockpier days."
"When you first knew him?" said Jenny.


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