Spurling has induced him to sit down again. He wrote poems to her beauty that he recited from a seemingly infinite memory. It did not occur to her that save for some accidents of education and character they had souls like her own. She saw his eyes glaze over. She opened her mouth and inhaled water. You see, the horse it does not belong to me, nor to the nuns. She watched them sleep for what seemed hours from the high window until her body grew colder than the stone sill she perched upon. All his dreams shattered in an instant. Not only that, but he is here in London. Gentlemen,—Mr. I rarely set foot in London these days. I’ve had the rarest luck and fallen on my feet. I did what I could to comfort her but she died in terrible pain.
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