‘Nevertheless, you will marry me,’ he snarled. There is something that inspires a feeling of inexpressible melancholy in sailing
on a dark night upon the Thames. A
full-curled wig descended half-way down his back and shoulders; a neckcloth of
"right Mechlin" was twisted round his throat so tightly as almost to deprive him
of breath, and threaten him with apoplexy; he had lace, also, at his wrists and
bosom; gold clocks to his hose, and red heels to his shoes. Athens was heaven on earth, and those who inhabited
it knew it was so, and savored it. “I wonder,” he said, “how you would like to be made love to—boldly or
timorously or sentimentally. "
"Bring him here,—let me see him—let me embrace him—let me be assured that
he is safe, and I am yours. They went down the great staircase of the building, and, while she sought in
her mind for a beginning, he broke into appreciation of her simple dress and selfcongratulations upon their engagement.
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