19/22 I burn to get away.' Mrs.Pagnell paid the bill at the bar of the inn. Morsfield poured out for the injured countess or no-countess a dram of the brandy of passion, under the breath. Hardest-hearted of the women of earth and dearest! deny that you gave me reason to hope--and now! I have ridden in your track all this way for the sight of you, as you know, and you kill me with frost. Yes, I rejoice that we were seen together. |