Lucy’s guts ached with jealousy and bitterness, building in a knot that twisted in her stomach, rag-like. Her lips were apart, but no breath seemed to issue from them; and, but for a slight—very slight palpitation of the bosom, the vital principle might be supposed to be extinct. The cage at Willesden was, and is—for it is still standing—a small round building about eight feet high, with a pointed tiled roof, to which a number of boards, inscribed with the names of the parish officers, and charged with a multitude of admonitory notices to vagrants and other disorderly persons, are attached. Destruction everywhere marked its course. Her mind went on generalizing. He encouraged her to join him in his debauchery. I offered myself as a clerk, as a milliner, as a shop girl. ‘Come, come, ma’am,’ he said smiling. A black silk furbelowed scarf covered her shoulders; and over the kincob gown hung a yellow satin apron, trimmed with white Persian. But no matter how you phrase it, the end is the same. He was even a little jealous of Sebastian. She would meet him upon this ground: he should never be given the slightest hint that she was unhappy. She stood up and he sat down at the microscope, and for a time he was busy scrutinizing one section after another.
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