It might have been the moon, or the
phosphorescence of the broken water, or it might have been his abysmal
loneliness; but suddenly he caught her face in his hands and kissed her on the
mouth. ‘You see now how dangerous it is to play this lone hand. Turning off again
on the left, down Seacoal Lane, they arrived at the mouth of a dark, narrow alley,
into which they plunged; and, at the farther extremity found a small yard,
overlooked by the blank walls of a large gloomy habitation. Robert Dow, merchant tailor, it was appointed that the sexton of St. ”
Anna shook her head. “I suppose I should let go if I had. “I mean REALLY
independent. . But, rather than be the cause of any further misunderstanding between you and
my benefactor, I will leave London and its neighbourhood for ever. "Can you not love him?"
"Love him!" echoed the widow. “I would marry your sister anyhow, under any circumstances,” he answered. You lack only that mechanical knack of expression
which is the least important part of an artist’s equipment, but which remains a
tedious and absolute necessity. It
was a great weight from her shoulders to confide in
another human being, and she suspected he did truly
believe her.
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