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Portrait of Elizabeth Gaskell Elizabeth Gaskell Sylvia's Lovers — Chapter XXV: Coming troubles

For some time nothing was to be heard in the little farmhouse kitchen but the sobbing and wailing of the women. Philip stood by silent, thinking, as well as he could, for his keen sympathy with their grief, what had best be done next. Kester, after some growls at Sylvia for having held back the uplifted arm which he thought might have saved Daniel by a well-considered blow on his captors as they entered the house, went back into his shippen--his cell for meditation and consolation, where he might hope to soothe himself before going out to his afternoon's work
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Portrait of Elizabeth Gaskell Elizabeth Gaskell Sylvia's Lovers — Chapter XXV: Coming troubles

God bless thee, Hester. I don't know what I should ha' done without thee,' said he, as he wrapped her well up in the cart, and placed the bundles of cloaks and things by her side.
Along the street, in the jolting cart, as long as Hester could see the misty light streaming out of the shop door, so long was Philip standing bareheaded in the rain looking after her. But she knew that it was not her own poor self that attracted his lingering gaze. It was the thought of the person she was bound to.
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Portrait of Elizabeth Gaskell Elizabeth Gaskell Sylvia's Lovers — Chapter XXV: Coming troubles

But at the time feeling ran strongly against them; and all means of expressing itself in action being prevented, men brooded sullenly in their own houses. Philip, as the representative of the family, the head of which was now suffering for his deeds in the popular cause, would have met with more sympathy, ay, and more respect than he imagined, as he went along the streets, glancing from side to side, fearful of meeting some who would shy him as the relation of one who had been ignominiously taken to Bridewell a few hours before.
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