Give me your hand. I thought—the papers said——” “You thought that I was dead,” he interrupted. ’ He shifted unguardedly, and hissed a breath, wincing. A good woman’s mind has angels with flaming swords at the portals to keep out fallen thoughts. I do not desire to extenuate my guilt—far less to defend it; but I would show you, and such as you —who, happily, are exempted from trials like mine—how much misery has to do with crime. Ah! she looks this way, and puts her finger to her lips. The weather's been foul enough for the last fortnight, but I've never turned my back upon it. "It's wretched enough, indeed, Sir," rejoined the widow; "but, poor as it is, it's better than the cold stones and open streets. We are off for a second honeymoon.
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