. She nursed at his neck as he peacefully slumbered through being killed. Ha! ha! What have I left but despair and madness? Promise me one thing, Mr. Below her stretched a valley of rich meadowland, of yellow cornfields, and beyond moorland hillside glorious with purple heather and golden gorse. I’m minded to take a whip and beat some sense into you. Beyond was a chaise longue, covered with cushions and shawls laid anyhow across it, together with a discarded tapestry in the making, and a scattering of woollen threads about it. But come in, dear. Besides, revenge is sweetened by delay; and I indulge too freely in the passion to rob it of any of its zest.
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