Chapter 85It was not in Miss Dorset's power to persuade Esther to really forget what happened. When the evening was over, she went to bed full of it, her nerves still agitated by the shock of such an attack by her cousin?? Tom, who was so public and so persistent, and her mood sank under the unfriendly reflection and reproach of her aunt. To be taken note of in this way, to hear that it was only the prelude to something so infinitely worse to be told to her that she had to do what was so impossible, namely to act; and then to follow up with the accusation of stubbornness and ingratitude, reinforced with such a reference to the dependence of their situation, had been too embarrassing at the time to burden the memory of their loneliness much less, especially with the added fear of what the m
