"Dreamed!" echoed the knight, with a ghastly smile. Even the love of a mother does not sway him. "A hundred dollars which was left from your husband's money. I dare not reflect upon the effect that her son's fate,—if the efforts to save him are ineffectual,—may have upon her enfeebled frame, and still worse upon her mind. Mr. “Why not?” He repeated, demanding. Her voice was soft and singularly musical; but from time to time she uttered old-fashioned words which forced him to grope mentally. “I have hurt my father,” she said; “I have hurt my aunt. Why should she trouble herself over that young fool, who was nothing to her; who, when he eventually sobered up, would not be able to recognize her, or if he did, as something phantasmagorical? Perhaps he should not apply the term "fool"; "unfortunate" might be the more accurate application. “MY DEAR GIRL,— “I am so sorry if we made asses of ourselves to-night. She longed to allow him to kiss her again, to touch her again.
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