CHAPTER XIX. Do you know the story of Orpheus? He was a musician who followed his damned wife into Hell to bring her back? He was one of us, I believe. "Good night!" "So," muttered Jonathan, "having started the hare, I'll now unleash the hounds. Let alone a girl. He beheld a tall gaunt man, his brown face corrugated like a winter's road, grim, stony. We girls, my sister and I, were left quite alone when our father died, and I made up my mind to make some little place in the world for myself. The room was papered with green, large-patterned paper that was at worst a trifle dingy, and the arm-chair and the seats of the other chairs were covered with the unusual brightness of a large-patterned chintz, which also supplied the window-curtain. The child has sprung into a youth; the youth has become a man; the man has already begun to feel the advances of age. A skeleton was propped against the mantelpiece.
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