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Sandra Belloni -- Volume 6

Chapter 2 2

Word Count: 1163    |    Released on: 29/11/2017

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asm did the wo

ow, who, if he had looked up and nodded would have given her great joy, but who kept his face dark f

uite as sullenly, an

and life immovable, loving neither, rose possessed of a passion for the darkness and the void, and struggl

ou," said her friend, "a

ere?" Emilia pointed to t

ll you how I have foun

orce me

n madness, afflicting her. He sat on the wharf-bench silent till she was reassured. Bu

of your 'children,' as you used to call them. Do you remember? The day before yesterday two had seen you. You said to one, 'From Savoy or Piedmont?' He said, 'From Savoy;' and you shook your head: 'Not looking on It

felt her grasp grow moist in his, till she turned back with shudders, giving him both her hands. "A drowned woman looks so dreadful!" Her speech was faint as she begged to be taken away from that place. Merthyr put his hand to her arm-pit, sustaining her steps. As they neared the level where men

fered, I do not

ss. My voic

ia! Sandra mia! Don't you know that while you

e gas-lamp hurts me.

n get away fr

ight. Oh, my feet!-why are yo

stance,

ng about London! It mak

to think of b

"I saw the policeman in whos

nt of her actions. "I feel that I have not seen the streets for years. If it were n

rs were for the loss of her lover, gave happily more comfort than he took. "When old gentlemen choose to interest themselves about very young ladies," he called upon his humorous philosophy to observe internally, as men do to forestall the possible cynic external;-and the rest of the sentence was acted under his eyes by the figures of three persons. But, there she was, lying within his arm, rescued, the creature whom he had found filling

and will come round me!" said Emilia, talking as from sleep;

said he,

and didn't feel it. There's-there's no pain in death. But this-it

he cab. Bit by bit he handed her the morsels. It was impossible to procure broth. When they drove on, she did not complain of suffering, but her chest rose and fell many times heavily. She threw him out in the reading of her character, after a space, by excusing herself for having eaten with such e

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