She could still smell the now familiar scent of him
on the girl's body in the makeshift grave. " Ruth slightly
brushed the withered cheek. “We have no airs and graces here,
and my hat hangs from a peg in the passage. Divers plans and figures were chalked
upon the walls; and the spaces between them were filled up with an almanack for
the year; a godly ballad, adorned with a rude wood-cut, purporting to be "The
History of Chaste Susannah;" an old print of the Seven Golden Candlesticks; an
abstract of the various Acts of Parliament against drinking, swearing, and all
manner of profaneness; and a view of the interior of Doctor Daniel Burgess's
Presbyterian meeting-house in Russell Court, with portraits of the reverend
gentleman and the principal members of his flock. "
"I'll excuse it nevertheless," returned the little damsel, affectionately extending
her hand to him. Jove, he didn’t take to it kindly, I can tell you. She had expected a
love story; and love was totally absent. "Don't ask me about it
now. "Had I not been the guilty wretch I am," he cried, bursting into an agony of tears,
"she would never have died thus. ’
Trodger frowned, and chewed his lip. ” She
replied. How could you draw the curtain aside which hides the great and holy places of
life—you, who have never loved?”
“You have become French to the core,” she murmured.
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