That would be myself, or if she lived, Mary’s daughter. Think! Had you not better hurry back before Sir John discovers? You are his wife right enough. She made herself a private declaration of liberty. Gosse! Dieu du ciel, but how did he get into the convent? She had perforce to obey his command, for speech was impossible. Only promise me to amend—to quit your vile companions—and I will forgive you—will bless you. I dare not reflect upon the effect that her son's fate,—if the efforts to save him are ineffectual,—may have upon her enfeebled frame, and still worse upon her mind. ‘I trust you were not altogether disgusted when I kissed you.
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