“Too much sensibility and too cold a heart. “I am sure, Anna,” she said, “I do not see why we should conceal the truth from you. He waited. ‘And you, my girl, if you’d been born at all, would have been just what you think you are. As for himself, there had never been a touch of it. I'm a graybeard, an old bachelor; so I am accorded certain privileges. ’ Mrs Sindlesham’s lips twitched. When Jack entered the cell, she was talking to herself in the muttering unconnected way peculiar to her distracted condition; but, after her eye had rested on him some time, the fixed expression of her features relaxed, and a smile crossed them. The wretch you confide in has sworn to hang you. A new restlessness seemed to have stolen in upon her. Any one less courageous than himself would have abandoned the attempt from a conviction of its utter hopelessness; but, though it might for a moment damp his ardour, it could not deter him. . " "Do not talk thus, dear mother," returned Jack, gazing anxiously at her pale countenance, "or I shall not be able to quit you. But in that reservation it may be she went a little beyond the converse of his view.
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