” It was a tiny little room, daintily furnished, individual in its quaint colouring, and the masses of perfumed flowers set in strange and unexpected places. I can imagine nothing more pleasant in life than to help you, because I know it would pay to help you. "And now, mark me. “I want my life to be beaten gold just in order to make it a fitting setting for yours. He looked up to see an ancient coach making its ponderous way down the street. “I wonder why people in love are so defiant, so careless of other considerations?” “The very hares grow brave. I bear the marks of some of them about me still," he continued, taking off his wig, and laying bare a bald skull, covered with cicatrices and plates of silver. He still wore his hat, to show that the days of miracles and Christ being civil to sinners are over forever.
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