And when you reflect how much at heart your poor mother, whose loss we must ever deplore, had our union, you will, I am persuaded, no longer refuse me. She reads novels—and history—and all sorts of things. “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. “John, you were never bound to me, you don’t owe me anything. She felt that there was a hidden meaning under his words. I admit it. ch. We are alone, Sir Rowland," he added, snuffing the candles, glancing cautiously around, and lowering his tone, "and what you confide to me shall never transpire,—at least to your disadvantage.
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