The hope that had been suddenly kindled in the youth's bosom was as suddenly extinguished. ’ ‘A dagger, is it then?’ The girl froze. She had to wait some minutes in an outer office, wherein three young men of spirited costume and appearance regarded her with ill-concealed curiosity and admiration. "But if it is thy will to take me from him," she continued, as soon as her emotion permitted her,—"if he must be left an orphan amid strangers, implant, I beseech thee, a mother's feelings in some other bosom, and raise up a friend, who shall be to him what I would have been. I must apologize, I suppose, for speaking to you, but your appearance certainly indicated that you were in some sort of trouble, and you were becoming—pardon me—an object of comment to the passers-by. Ah, if I had written that!" "Don't you want to live?" "I don't know; I really don't know. She looked paler than ever; but her countenance, though bewildered, did not exhibit the alarm which might naturally have been anticipated from the strange and perplexing scene presented to her view. You have been to me like a mother, not only a wetnurse. I do not know. She told you —the truth. “I will make it possible,” he cried.
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