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C. ” “Of how beautiful my children would be?” He finished her sentence. The house will be well rid of him, for a more idle, good-for-nothing reprobate never crossed its threshold. I asked him—to take me away. Before retracing his steps, however, he allowed his gaze to range over the vast and beautiful prospect spread out beneath him, which is now hidden, from the traveller's view by the high walls of the General Cemetery, and can, consequently, only be commanded from the interior of that attractive place of burial,—and which, before it was intersected by canals and railroads, and portioned out into hippodromes, was exquisite indeed. ” She said with a tone of defiance. She wanted air—and the distraction of having moving and changing things about her. You've heard the news, I suppose?" "That the death warrant's arrived," returned Edgeworth Bess, bursting into a flood of tears; "oh, yes! we've heard it. ” He sat down on her left side and put his hand on her knee, gesturing with his other hand. And Ann Veronica walked beside him, trying in vain to soften her heart to him by the thought of how she had ill-used him, and all the time, as her feet and mind grew weary together, rejoicing more and more that at the cost of this one interminable walk she escaped the prospect of—what was it?—“Ten thousand days, ten thousand nights” in his company.
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