CHAPTER 7
`iver is tter, sister? said Mrs tulliver. S an imaginative it occurred to toilet glass in sister Pullets best bedroom ime.
t a furt slo do casting a glance at Mr Pullet to see t of black and a t seemed to ied very tig of mere personal ease. tion to all, good-looking mantle and large be-feat, as a small fiso a brig s sails spread.
It is a patic sigriking example of ty introduced into tions by a ate of civilisation - t of a fas female in grief. From ttentot to t of a s on eacectural bonnet and delicate ribbon-strings - ions! In tened cion t ceristic of grief is clest manner, so as to present an interesting problem to tic mind. If and eyes of tears, so oo devious step t crusoo, and ty produces a composition of forces by just clears t. Perceiving t tears are , srings and toucure, indicative, even in t gloom, of ture dry moments tle and t injure , s terrible moment s t pretty studied fortuity o e.
Mrs Pullet brus nicety, about titude of t period a ruly ridiculous to an instructed eye if s measure a yard and a sent t of fresears as so ted.
`ell, sister, youre late: ter? said Mrs Glegg, rathey shook hands.
Mrs Pullet sat doing up le carefully beoric.
`It isnt time, t Mrs tulliver.
`Died terday, continued Mrs Pullet. `An er a pause. `tapped imes, t er as came from her.
`ell, Sops a mercy situde and empurally clear and decided; `but I cant talking of, for my part.
`But I kno, sig anots old Mrs Sutton o