But the current rumblings of internal discontent across the Channel were productive of unease in certain quarters. 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. “I should like to speak to you for a few minutes,” he said to Anna, dropping his voice a little. The moon had arisen, and everything could be as plainly distinguished as during the day. Who is the other?” “What other?” Her voice seemed to come from a long way off. She reflected upon that with a thrill of terror that was also, somehow, in some faint remote way, gleeful.
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