I 'm glad you 're back . Did you walk from the station ? '' `` No . Hiram Jameson was there and offered to drive me home . I 'd rather have walked . It 's going to be a storm , I think . Where is John ? '' `` He went to the village after supper , '' answered Amelia , lighting a lamp . `` We needed some things from the store . '' The light flared up as she spoke and brought out her strong , almost harsh features and deep-set black eyes . Amelia Phillips looked like an overdone sketch in charcoal . `` Has anything happened in Woodford while I 've been away ? '' asked Emily indifferently . Plainly she did not expect an affirmative answer . Woodford life was not eventful . Amelia glanced at her sharply . So she had not heard ! Amelia had expected that Hiram Jameson would have told her . She wished that he had , for she never felt sure of Emily . The older sister knew that beneath that surface reserve was a passionate nature , brooking no restraint when once it overleaped the bounds of her Puritan self-control .
Amelia Phillips , with all her naturally keen insight and her acquired knowledge XXXXX Emily 's character , had never been able to fathom the latter 's attitude of mind towards her husband .
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