The tears were streaming down her face, her voice was thick with sobs. ‘Oh, Jacques, I cannot forgive myself!’ ‘Never you fret, miss,’ he uttered at once in a faint voice. By the time he had reached the summit of this hill, he had lost all trace of them; and the ardour of the chase having in some measure subsided, he began to reproach himself for his folly, in having wandered—as he conceived—so far out of his course. ” “The good God!” Anna murmured, herself shaken with fear. “Did you—did you really think that they would take you for a Frenchman?” she exclaimed. Tom swore he hadn't set eyes on him since the trial. ” “That is all very well,” said Ann Veronica, unheeded. If it wasn’t for the fear that after all—but we won’t think of that. When I have traversed the streets a houseless wanderer, driven with curses from every door where I have solicited alms, and with blows from every gateway where I have sought shelter,—when I have crept into some deserted building, and stretched my wearied limbs upon a bulk, in the vain hope of repose,—or, worse than all, when, frenzied with want, I have yielded to horrible temptation, and earned a meal in the only way I could earn one,—when I have felt, at times like these, my heart sink within me, I have drank of this drink, and have at once forgotten my cares, my poverty, my guilt. I believe you’ve crushed a gland or something. Paris copies London. Good-looking girl. “You cowards!” said Ann Veronica, “put her down!” and tore herself from a detaining hand and battered with her fists upon the big red ear and blue shoulder of the policeman who held the little old lady. ‘You are the one that I have met in London.
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