. But in its stead—toward morning—there appeared another idea which appealed to him as sublime, appealed to the primitive conscience, to his artistic sense of the drama, to the poet and the novelist in him. It would be useless to tell her to go back, even heartless; and yet he could not advise her to go on, blindly, not knowing whether her aunt was dead or alive. That is easy. I keep it for my own drinking," he added in a lower tone. But, no. Besides ——” She stopped short. She still had her letter of credit. “For my own part I have come fully now into my inheritance. Anna took up the pen, and signed, after a moment’s hesitation, A. It isn’t as though I haven’t done well.
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