” He declared that no book could be satisfactory that left a bad taste in the mouth, however much it seized and interested the reader at the time. The same look she had often seen in the eyes of the drunken beachcombers her father had brought home, and it had not filled her with horror. 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. A thing which had mystified her since childhood, a smouldering wonder why it should be, and until now she had never felt the urge to investigate. "There," cried Jackson, closing the book and rising, "that'll do. The jolly part of it was that for the first time in her life so far as London was concerned, she was not going anywhere in particular; for the first time in her life it seemed to her she was taking London in. I once might have married you for your beauty,—now I marry you for your wealth. He said daring things with a grace which made them irresistible, his eyes flashed back upon her some eloquent but silent appreciation of the change in her manner towards him. By the middle of July he was in full health. ” “I have been more fortunate than I deserved,” Anna answered, “but I only meant to stay upon the music hall stage until I could get something better. He has no imagination, no real generosity.
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