been the  of her mind
towards her father; and now that he had taken himself away with
terrible suddenness, leaving her to face the difficulties of the world
with no protector and no assistance, the feeling which dominated her
was no doubt one of wordnetfear rather than of broken-hearted . Those
who depart must have earned such  before it can be really felt.
They who are left may be overwhelmed by the death even of their most
cruel tormentors. Madame Melmotte was altogether overwhelmed; but it
could not probably be said of her with truth that she was crushed by
pure . There was wordnetfear of all , wordnetfear of solitude, wordnetfear of
sudden change, wordnetfear of terrible revelations, wordnetfear of some necessary
movement she knew not whither, wordnetfear that she might be discovered to be
a poor wretched impostor who never could have been justified in
standing in the same presence with emperors and princes, with
duchesses and cabinet ministers. This and the fact that the dead body
of the man who had so lately been her tyrant was lying near her, so
that she might hardly dare to leave her room lest she should encounter
him dead, and thus more dreadful even than when alive, utterly
conquered her.  of the same kind, the same wordnetfear, and the same
wordnetfear were powerful also with Marie but they did not