" "Dear mother, don't say so," returned Winifred. You see, aunt, it’s the only possible way for me to get a good degree in my subjects, and father won’t hear of it. —D'ye hear?" Still the widow remained silent. In and out of consciousness she sailed, hearing voices from memory that she could not distinguish from reality. Lights glimmered in the windows of the different houses; and a lamp-lighter was running from post to post on his way to Snow Hill. She thought of her father in the garden, and of her aunt with her Patience, as she had seen them—how many ages was it ago? Just one day intervened. Weeks hurled past, weeks that turned into months.
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