‘How she pouted, and tried to make out that she had been imposed upon. You will only make me hurt you the more. I want you. It would have been better had he succeeded in murdering her, she thought. A creature of convenience, she could have cared less if her children were carried away by drunkards on the street. William Kneebone, Of me, Sir, you shall never be bone. Saint Giles's Round-house XIII. She even thought that perhaps she might come to love him, in spite of that faint indefinable flavor of absurdity that pervaded his courtly bearing. "And now to dispose of our dead. And then scratched it out and wrote instead, “Gérard”. “They seem smaller, you know, even physically smaller,” she said. "Good bye, Jack! Keep up your spirits. I felt as though I had bandaged eyes. Sheppard, vainly trying to discover a gleam of compassion in the thief-taker's inexorable countenance,—"Mercy! mercy!" "Pshaw!" rejoined Jonathan. The expression pervading the countenance of the one was vulgarity; of the other, that which is rarely found, except in persons of high birth.
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