She produced a handkerchief, and with one sweep of this and a simultaneous gulp had abolished her fit of weeping. "He can't escape. How long wilt thou forget me, O Lord? for ever? How long wilt thou hide thy face from me? She came upon the Song of Songs—which had been pasted down in the Enschede Bible—the burning litany of love; and from time to time she intoned some verse of tender lyric beauty. Left to himself, he took a survey of the room, and his heart leaped as he beheld over the, chimney-piece, a portrait of himself. She positioned it over her arm, placing the firing end in Rhea’s mouth. “I’ve been following you for many years. The wish was vain: and, endeavouring to banish every earthly thought, he addressed himself deeply and sincerely to prayer. ‘Truth is, it’s Gerald who’s put me in the devil’s own temper, ma’am. . Her eyes were dilated— fixed in a horrified stare at the parting in the curtains which hung before the window.
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