Unconscious of the interest he excited, and entirely occupied by his own thoughts—which, if his bosom could have been examined, would have been found composed of mingled hopes and fears—the young man walked on till he came to an old house, with great projecting bay windows on the first floor, and situated as nearly as possible at the back of St. ‘Oh, peste. He hung precariously on the ragged edge, but he hung there. It might have been the moon, or the phosphorescence of the broken water, or it might have been his abysmal loneliness; but suddenly he caught her face in his hands and kissed her on the mouth. Let us be gone. Jonathan smiled contemptuously. She watched them sleep for what seemed hours from the high window until her body grew colder than the stone sill she perched upon. “MY DEAR GIRL,— “I am so sorry if we made asses of ourselves to-night. " "'Tis he, by Heaven!" cried Jonathan; "this is lucky. ” “And now—I am to lose you. He lowered himself onto her and entered her slowly, an inch at a time.
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