” She took a step. The spirit I drink may be poison,—it may kill me,—perhaps it is killing me:—but so would hunger, cold, misery,—so would my own thoughts. Sheppard, raising herself, and looking at him as if her life depended upon the answer. CHAPTER XVI.
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