He is removed from my path: it was necessary to my hopes.

His life is, at all events, safe; his deliverance rests with his kinswoman.

When she has plighted her troth, and surely she _will_ plight it--" "Never! never!" cried Edith, starting up, her indignation for a moment getting the better of her fears: "with one so false and treacherous, so unprincipled and ungrateful, so base and revengeful,--with such a man, with such a villain, never! no, never!" "I _am_ a villain indeed, Edith," said Braxley, but with exemplary coolness; "all men are so.

Good and evil are sown together in our natures, and each has its season and its harvest.

In this breast, as in the breast of the worst and the noblest, Nature set, at birth, an angel and a devil, either to be the governor of my actions, as either should be best encouraged.