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102 IRRESOLUTE CATHERINE
she forced herself to eat and drink, knowing
that she must collect what strength she
could muster if her feet were to carry
her away from the cottage and out of
Talgwynne. To go to-day was out of the
question, but she determined to take any
chance she could get of slipping off un¬
noticed on the morrow.
She had no plans beyond her settled desire
to turn her back on her own humiliation
and on Susannah, who had brought it home
to her. She would hide herself wherever
she could, or tramp the roads as a beggar
sooner than be obliged to accept the
grudging hospitality of Heber’s cousin. The
idea of waiting under those scornful eyes
for the man who might never come was
worse than destitution—worse than the
workhouse. As the day wore on and she
was able to get up and sit by the fireside
at old Moorhouse’s invitation, she formed
a vague scheme of crossing the Wye and
trying for shelter and employment in one

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