His heart beat wildly and he was afraid lest the strain be too much; but the girl shook her head and smiled and pointed to the top of the mountain. She seemed smitten with a paroxysm of fear. Was it a week ago? No, perhaps more. Through this confusion the carpenter struggled on;—now ascending, now descending the different mountains of rubbish that beset his path, at the imminent peril of his life and limbs, until he arrived in Fleet Street. I could never have talked to you like this, forgetting everything that parts us, forgetting even your age, if I did not love you utterly.
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