When he came to a certain sentence in Brendon’s letter he stopped short and looked up at her. Sheila grabbed the gun and laughed hysterically, brandishing the weapon and baying like a bear. '" "'This be the verse you grave for me: Here he lies where he longed to be; Home is the sailor, home from the sea. Earles glanced at it, and his eyes flashed with anger. It makes me desire life beyond measure. Empty, silly, coarse brutes. " "I know it," replied Sheppard, "and therefore I spare your life. No one spoke, and she was impelled to flounder on. It was not an affair of the conscience; it was vaguely based upon insolence and defiance. The poor wretch, driven by desperation to the commission of a crime which her soul abhors, is no more beyond the hope of reformation than she is without the pale of mercy. ‘I take it that you like this great-niece of mine?’ ‘One cannot help but do so.
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