After all, it was what she had been praying for—and Annabel could not have known her address. It was my destiny to have her. But they did what they could for her. But then—Oh! Madam, there are moments—moments of darkness, which overshadow a whole existence—in the lives of the poor houseless wretches who traverse the streets, when reason is well-nigh benighted; when the horrible promptings of despair can, alone, be listened to; and when vice itself assumes the aspect of virtue. Why don’t you wait and see if you do truly love me, then I can believe you? Then I know I am worth waiting for. He heard me; but he never came in to ask what was the matter. I studied violin with a teacher when I was younger,” she said. ’ To Gerald’s relief, the entrance of the butler interrupted them, relieving him of the necessity to explain himself. There followed a silence which endured several minutes; or, rather a tableau. ‘I am not a murderer.
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