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Her husband fixed his eyes earnestly on her face.
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“Don’t say so, Bessy,” said Mr. Tulliver, whose pride, in these first moments of humiliation, was in abeyance to the sense of some justice in his wife’s reproach. “It there’s anything left as I could do to make you amends, I 2017 Northface Miehet Takki wouldn’t say you nay.”
“Then we might stay here and get a living, and I might keep among my own sisters — and me been such a good wife to you, and never crossed you from week’s end to week’s end — and they all say so — they say it ‘ud be nothing but right, only you’re so turned against Wakem.”
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“Let her be,” said Mr. Tulliver. “Say what you mean, Bessy.”
“Why, now the mill and the land’s all Wakem’s, and he’s got everything in his hands, what’s the use o’ setting your face against him, when he says you may stay here, and speaks as fair as can be, and says you may manage the business, and have thirty shillings a-week, and a horse to ride about to market? And where have we got to put our heads? We must go into one o’ the Converse American Flag cottages in the village — and me and my children brought down to that — and all because you must set your mind against folks till there’s no turning you.”
Mr. Tulliver had sunk back in his chair trembling.
“You may do as you like wi’ me, Bessy,” he said, in a low voice; “I’ve been the bringing of you to poverty — this world’s too many for me — I’m nought but a bankrupt; it’s no use standing up for anything now.”
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