. “Remember,” he said, “you are not by any means a dying man now, but you’ll never pull through if you don’t husband your strength. "Come to me!" cried the poor maniac, who had crawled as far as the chain would permit her,—"come to me!" she cried, extending her thin arm towards him. The fire—if there was any in him—never made headway against this insistant demand to know the significance of these manifold inward agitations. "But, let me tell you, it's not a pleasant sight to see the girl one likes in the arms of another. "I have dreamed that I shall see him before I die," she rejoined.
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