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She drifted, via Theobald’s Road, obliquely toward the region about Titchfield Street. Indeed it was apparent, from the likeness between them, that they were nearly related. ” Ennison glanced at the other people in the box and smiled. Why did he take me?’ Martha’s damp eyes were puzzled. Marry, come up! I'm not so easily deluded. She was standing before a window, against the background of the rain-burdened April sky. "Well," she said, as they reached the hotel portal, "what is your advice?" "Would you follow it?" "Probably not. "Go!" said Lady Trafford; "it is my last request. When I have traversed the streets a houseless wanderer, driven with curses from every door where I have solicited alms, and with blows from every gateway where I have sought shelter,—when I have crept into some deserted building, and stretched my wearied limbs upon a bulk, in the vain hope of repose,—or, worse than all, when, frenzied with want, I have yielded to horrible temptation, and earned a meal in the only way I could earn one,—when I have felt, at times like these, my heart sink within me, I have drank of this drink, and have at once forgotten my cares, my poverty, my guilt. " "So that is what separated us! Oh, Hoddy, you have wasted so many wonderful days! Why didn't you tell me?" "I couldn't!" He made as though to draw away, but her arms became hoops of steel. The spirit I drink may be poison,—it may kill me,—perhaps it is killing me:—but so would hunger, cold, misery,—so would my own thoughts.
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