“I will make of the days and weeks one long morning, but remember the afternoon must come. You have been to me like a mother, not only a wetnurse. I think not, Annabel. ” “Perhaps,” she said, “I am superstitious. Instead of passing on, as Jack expected, these persons stopped opposite the cage, when one of them, as he judged from the sound, for he did not dare to look out of his hiding place, dismounted. The spirit I drink may be poison,—it may kill me,—perhaps it is killing me:—but so would hunger, cold, misery,—so would my own thoughts. When first you left your home you had no idea that I was the hidden impulse. Her hand grasped it firmly, and she pushed herself forward. ’ ‘Pah! How can it be romantic? That is silly.
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