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And, though neither peace nor innocence can be restored to my bosom; though tears cannot blot out my offences, nor sorrow drown my shame; yet, knowing that my penitence is sincere, I do not despair that my transgressions may be forgiven. The acid of this incertitude had disintegrated his nerve; and in Canton had come the smash. However, no one had discovered me, so I contrived to drag myself to my horse. Then to the Feathers, in Drury Lane. "Hush!—come hither, and I'll tell you. "Otherwise you will not get your morning's sleep. I hate myself!” She collapsed to the floor, sobbing. ’ ‘What matters it?’ cried Melusine impatiently. There were moments when she doubted whether the whole mass of movements and societies and gatherings and talks was not simply one coherent spectacle of failure protecting itself from abjection by the glamour of its own assertions.
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