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There would
be a triumph of democracy in this which would vanquish her altogether.
She had, therefore, been anxious enough to trample on Priscilla and
upon all the affairs of the Clock House; but yet she had been unable to
ignore the nobility of Priscilla's truth, and having acknowledged it to
herself she found herself compelled to acknowledge it aloud. She sat
down to think in silence, and it was not till she had fortified herself
by her first draught of beer, and till she had finished her first
portion of bread and cheese, that she spoke. 'I have written to your
sister herself, this time,' she said. 'I don't know that I ever wrote a
line to her before in my life.'
'Poor Priscilla!' Dorothy did not mean to be severe on her aunt, either
in regard to the letters which had not been written, or to the one
letter which now had been written. But Dorothy pitied her sister, whom
she felt to be in trouble.
'Well; I don't know about her being so poor. Priscilla, I'll be bound,
thinks as well of herself as any of us do.


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