"Give me till to-morrow," implored she, "and if I can bring myself to part with him, you shall have him without another word. But the besetting evil of the place, and that which drew down the severest censures of the writers above-mentioned, was that this spot,—which of all others should have been most free from such intrusion—was made a public exhibition. She knew the story only imperfectly, and followed it now with a passionate and deepening interest. Farewell. ‘You’re as mad as she is, Gerald. The asylum was approached by a broad gravel walk, leading through a garden edged on either side by a stone balustrade, and shaded by tufted trees. You don’t know what you’re saying, and I hope you never will.
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