And, though neither peace nor innocence can be restored to my bosom; though tears cannot blot out my offences, nor sorrow drown my shame; yet, knowing that my penitence is sincere, I do not despair that my transgressions may be forgiven. “If I sit here,” he said, standing up before her abruptly, “I shall have to shout. ” 209 Clotilde was no fool. ’ ‘I am a very English man,’ Gerald said. “Some day you will be my wife, and it would not be well for either of us to remember that in these unhappy days you and I were separated. The slim knife was wrested from her grasp, and she was flung backwards, towards the bookcases.
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