izzy  of passions - love, rage and confused despair: despair at  of self-mastery, and despair t he had offended Maggie.

    t feeling surmounted every oto be by reat forgiveness  ive for  been seated more tes, ter rage .

    `Leave me to myself, if you please, suous iness, `and for ture avoid me.

    Stepurned a ty of going back into to be conscious of t. t so s a time t z  ended.

    Maggie, too,  long before sered. All ture ung into activity: teful  s and temptations of t monto an unvisited co allure y ered till ed brig  defied anyto agitate o dance again, but salked quite readily and calmly   nig, almost exulting in t  reaco gentle, unsuspicious sister.

    t morning Maggie did not set off to Basset quite so soon as sed. o accompany  be despatcily by Mrs tulliver. So Maggie,  ing, equipped for ts for t Basset, and  some alarm lest Lucy s Stepo  o be Stephen.

    But presently tor came out into ted   Stephen.

    `e can just catcips of tc, said Philip.

    taken eac Maggie  e revival of tionate smile t encouraged.

    `Yes, sen look at t on tems again. But I   once - to ther.

    `I inually, said P t to live upon.

    A keen remembrance and keen pity impelled Maggie to put en walked hand in hand!

    `I remember all ts - just icular tiful stories t I had never heard of before.

    `You  you, Maggie? said Pting timid and tremulous. `thers home again.

    `Yes - but I s be t  told you, perhaps?

    `ture o t again, Maggie? - t book