Winifred listened to his narration with the profoundest attention; and, when it
concluded, her tearful eye and throbbing bosom told how deeply her feelings had
been interested. Kneebone, I came hither as your
guest. You will torture yourself and torture her all through life; but in the
end she will pour the wine of her faith into a sound chalice. “We are, or rather we were, so much alike then
that the portrait of either of us would have done for the other. net/license). ‘And housebreaking,’ added Gerald calmly. "Oh! Jack! Jack!—you
little know what a price I've paid for you!"
"Well, I'm glad those women are gone," remarked Shotbolt. "I am Owen Wood, at your
service.
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