Two souls in travail; one inspired by fresh hopes, the other, by fresh despairs. The contest was now carried on between Rowland and Darrell. ‘Do you think I could endure to hear you prattling your abominable French in my ear day by day? Enough to drive me straight into my grave. And then you go—and half throttle me.
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