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\"Of course not. Manning’s proposal of marriage and finding she was
thinking of the dance. ’
Gerald started. “I’ve
gotta go. Perhaps she was. There was, it might be said, a double illumination. Here, without a glimpse of daylight; visited by
no one except Austin at stated intervals, who neither answered a question nor
addressed a word to him; fed upon the worst diet, literally mouldy bread and
ditch-water; surrounded by stone walls; with a flagged floor for his pillow, and
without so much as a blanket to protect him from the death-like cold that pierced
his frame,—Jack's stout heart was subdued, and he fell into the deepest
dejection, ardently longing for the time when even a violent death should
terminate his sufferings. I'll forgive him if he does. She thought
of her aunt and that purse that was dropped on the table, and of many
troublesome and ill-requited kindnesses; she thought of the help of the Widgetts,
of Teddy’s admiration; she thought, with a new-born charity, of her father, of
Manning’s conscientious unselfishness, of Miss Miniver’s devotion. Wood's. Gerald caught the look and
slipped the weapon into his pocket. You know not what a
wretched guilty thing I am. ToC
Sir Rowland, meantime, paced his chamber with a quick and agitated step. She stared out of the paned glass window, watching
the trees being blown bare by the gale force.
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