"No Blueskin, I perceive, Sir," he observed, in a deferential tone, as Wild entered the Lodge. 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. Voilà tout. As usual Brendon lit the candles, and Sydney dragged out the spiritlamp and set it going. ‘Yes, miss. ’ Thus adjured, but mindful of Trodger’s orders, the militiaman went down the hall backwards, his eyes fixed on the prisoner. Sir John saw it, and was flattered.
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