Brown. "Forgive me—oh, forgive me!"
"Forgive you—bless you!" she gasped. Is this a reason?’
‘Not good enough? Now I had every hope that it would appeal to you. He turned me so that he
could have a companion in his loneliness. ”
She stopped. ’
‘Nonsense, it’ll give Pottiswick something genuine to complain about,’ said
Gerald cheerfully, moving to the edge of the trees. 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. Or perhaps my father
once. Loving was better than that.
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