” “It is for your good—your good only I am thinking,” he declared. The spirit I drink may be poison,—it may kill me,—perhaps it is killing me:—but so would hunger, cold, misery,—so would my own thoughts. " "We waste time with this fellow," interposed Sir Cecil, "and may lose the object of our quest, who, beyond doubt, has taken refuge in this building. " "Everything. There is no need of your friend to kill you, imbecile, because I shall do so this minute. He left that arid rule clear of the least mist of refinement or delicacy. “I had lunch very late to-day, and I did not get home in time for dinner. ” She spoke with a certain asperity. It had neither succumbed to her nor wrathfully overwhelmed her. But he was at last persuaded that I mean you no harm, and that I might—just possibly, since I am both a gentleman and a major of militia—be able to be of more assistance to you than he himself. Love—admiration for your matchless beauty alone sways me. When, by slow and toilsome efforts, he had arrived midway, something obstructed his further progress. “There have been other times,” he said a little sadly.
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