'" "'This be the verse you grave for me: Here he lies where he longed to be; Home is the sailor, home from the sea. He recognized the handwriting, and turned a shade paler. While he was considering what would be best to do, the poor maniac, over whose bewildered brain another change had come, raised her head from under the straw, and peeping round the room, asked in a low voice, "If they were gone?" "Who?" inquired Jack. "Don't mention it," returned Wood, in the conciliatory tone of one who admits he has been in the wrong; "your explanation is perfectly satisfactory. "I never went to school. Suddenly she had become afraid. Forthwith he presented his card. ’ ‘Yes, but if it is only we that know, it is of no use at all to me. Besides, revenge is sweetened by delay; and I indulge too freely in the passion to rob it of any of its zest. “I ought never have gone to the Zoo, I suppose. In regard to yourself, you've had a very narrow escape. Had she not seen them go forth with tracts in their pockets and grins in their beards? To set fire to his imagination, to sting his sense of chivalry into being, to awaken his manhood, she must present some irresistible project. It will take a month to clean up. If ever I did meet a man I could love, I should love him”—her voice dropped again—“platonically.
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