The poor wretch, driven by desperation to the commission of a crime which her soul abhors, is no more beyond the hope of reformation than she is without the pale of mercy. He had brought the shrubs down from Syria, and, strangely enough, they had prospered. She was unusually pale, and her eyes were brilliant.
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