‘Only you made me lose my temper, and—’ ‘I made you do so? Pah!’ Gerald at last succeeded in ripping the handkerchief from her grasp, and swiftly held it to her neck, oblivious to her now bloodied fingers clawing at his hand. He had been ill; no matter about that: he recollected every thought that had led up to it and every act that had consummated the deed. She spent many days in the castle alone as he busied himself with his alchemy, or traveled to Florence to visit his remaining political connections. A dark mass of wreckage, over which hung a slight mist of vapour, lay half in the ditch, half across the hedge, close under a tree from the trunk of which the bark had been torn and stripped. But a human being who is young and clean, as you are, is apt to ennoble—or explain away. Now tell them why. Hear me, adorable girl! You know not the extent of my devotion. And you have to thank her presence, hot-headed boy, that I do not chastise your insolence as it deserves. A wave of pity went over him—pity for the patient, the girl, and his friend. But, egad! I believe he will. "I don't deserve it," he said, at length; "but I would have risked a thousand deaths to enjoy this moment's happiness. And it's a maxim of universal application: or, at least, of universal practice. Saint Giles's Round-house XIII.
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