" "I know not how it is," sighed Darrell, "but I feel an unaccountable misgiving at quitting this place. From time to time she would come upon a line of singular beauty or a paragraph full of haunting music; and these would send her rushing on for something that never happened. That would be myself, or if she lived, Mary’s daughter. You are not a coward David, and you must not talk like one. He gave her one of the sweaty red cans. Lucy simply added her own good night, even though a significant part of her wanted to call Cathy mother, she refrained. Were I to let you go, you'd say I feared you. ‘But who was he, Gerald?’ ‘A damned condottiere,’ exploded Gerald, forgetting his company.
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