Book 4, Chapter 6: A Laceration In The Cottage

⁠​​​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​⁠He certainly was really grieved in a way he had seldom been before. He had rushed in like a fool, and meddled in what? In a love-affair. “But what do I know about it? What can I tell about such things?” he repeated to himself for the hundredth time, flushing crimson. “Oh, being ashamed would be nothing; shame is only the punishment I deserve. The trouble is I shall certainly have caused more unhap