"I don't deserve it," he said, at length; "but I would have risked a thousand deaths to enjoy this moment's happiness. As to Mrs. She spoke with many other high schoolers while reveling in her new popularity. But machinery will never approach the hand. Her eyes were soft and blue, arched over by dark brows, and fringed by long silken lashes. It did not cheer or fortify him with false courage and recklessness; it simply enveloped him in a mist of unreality. Love and lavender, he thought, perhaps wistfully. Next instant he had her immobilised, her hands behind her back, her chest crushed to his, the white veil slipping once again. This path, bordered on each side by high privet hedges of the most beautiful green, soon brought them to a stile. He was at length rescued from his assailants,— rescued to perish, seven months afterwards, with every ignominy, at the very gibbet to which he had brought his victim. ‘If you care for me at all, shoot me.
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