” It was significant of her influence over him that he answered her calmly, although a storm of angry thoughts were struggling for expression within him. On Tuesday night, she was rather better, and I had left her for a short time, as I thought, asleep on the sofa in the little parlour of which she is so fond —" "Well," exclaimed Jack. ‘Oh, Jacques, I cannot forgive myself!’ ‘Never you fret, miss,’ he uttered at once in a faint voice. Poor soul! she nearly died when she heard he had robbed his master; and it might have been well if she had done so, for she never afterwards recovered her reason. You cannot arrest yourself. She had taken care he should have this momentous talk with her on a garden-seat commanded by the windows of the house. He tasted like cinders and ash, but not of smoke.
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