Part of his head was swathed in linen bandages. ” Sebastian
replied merrily, his eyes fixed on the road. The key is in my trousers. It would be swindling. ”
“You forget,” she said, looking up at him with a faint smile, “that under the cloak
of her name I am earning more money a week than I could ever have earned in a
year by my own labours. And, though neither peace nor
innocence can be restored to my bosom; though tears cannot blot out my
offences, nor sorrow drown my shame; yet, knowing that my penitence is
sincere, I do not despair that my transgressions may be forgiven. Their conversation hung. It had been part of her wedding
trousseau, a gift from her family to his. He was smiling under his
heavy mustache, and his head was a little on one side as he looked at her. She never expected to get her ladyship home alive. “If I thought for a moment that
there was any chance of a relapse, I should stop here and tell him the truth even
now.
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