He swore that I was his wife, that chance had given me to him at last. To walk beside him, dressed akin to him, rucksacked and companionable, was bliss in itself; each step she took was like stepping once more across the threshold of heaven. ” Anna shook her head. ” He spoke a little nervously. Do you know, Annabel, that you are my wife. Throwing down the pencil, she snatched up a piece of India-rubber, and exclaiming,—"It isn't at all like him! it isn't half handsome enough!" was about to efface the sketch, when Thames darted into the room. Under another name,—not my own hateful one,—I will strive to distinguish myself in some foreign service, and win myself a reputation, or perish honourably. This one was Henry Esmond, that one the melancholy Marius, and so forth and so on; never any villains. The truth was impossible, indecent. For she needed him. Wood was so much exhausted that he was obliged to retire to his own room, where he continued for some hours overpowered by grief. He was at length rescued from his assailants,— rescued to perish, seven months afterwards, with every ignominy, at the very gibbet to which he had brought his victim.
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