The expression, however,
which would chiefly have interested a beholder, was that of settled and profound
melancholy. "
"Don't be angry with me, Sir," cried the widow, sobbing bitterly, "pray don't. If he died, here in this hotel, who would
care? Or if she died, who would care?
A queer desire blossomed in her heart: to go to him, urge him to see the folly of
trying to forget. The morning of Monday the 16th of November 1724 at length dawned. He wanted
to become a millionaire. The darkness was almost palpable; and
the wind which, hitherto, had been blowing in gusts, was suddenly lulled. "Ah! I see. His grief was
so audible, that it attracted the notice of some of the bystanders, and Thames was
obliged to beg him to control it. But no more of that. "
"Oh, dear!" simpered Edgeworth Bess, endeavouring to hide her confusion by
looking steadfastly at her plate. I suppose if one
were to love some one, one would feel doubtful. At that a new element poured into her excitement, an element of wild disgust
and terror. Under the plumed hat, her eye kindled.
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