Pausing with the intention of turning back,
he glanced in the direction of the village church, the tower of which could just be
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Anna made no remark. Don’t go back into Victorian respectability and pretend you don’t know and
you can’t think and all the rest of it. And, though neither peace nor
innocence can be restored to my bosom; though tears cannot blot out my
offences, nor sorrow drown my shame; yet, knowing that my penitence is
sincere, I do not despair that my transgressions may be forgiven. 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. ”
“And who made the arrangements for you, and sent you there?” Courtlaw asked. "I have dreamed that I shall see him before I die," she rejoined. But, by Jove! it’s going to make our loving a fiercely
abstract thing. ” She took a step.
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