At night she would turn it in her fingers like a rosary bead. Brendon,” he said, “may I rob you of your guest just for the drive home? I have only a few hours in England, and Miss Pellissier is an old friend. But this wild scheme was speedily abandoned; and, nerved by despair, the carpenter resolved to hazard an attempt, from the execution, almost from the contemplation, of which he had hitherto shrunk. Was he planning on spending more time with her once in the country? The streets choked with beggars and the dying. There’d only be endless rows if I was at home.
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