Chapter 16 THE WINTER OF DISCONTENT.

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'Peace, brother, be not exquisite,

To cast the fashion of uncertain evils;

For, grant they be so, while they rest unknown,

What need a man forestall his date of grief?'

Milton.

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Wilmet was so devoted to Alda and her hopes and fears, that she let Felix escape with less reproof than usual, for the cold that sat heavily