"I have not many days,—perhaps, not many hours to live. “Very well,” he said. She sensed he might try and wane on her doorstep. Before retracing his steps, however, he allowed his gaze to range over the vast and beautiful prospect spread out beneath him, which is now hidden, from the traveller's view by the high walls of the General Cemetery, and can, consequently, only be commanded from the interior of that attractive place of burial,—and which, before it was intersected by canals and railroads, and portioned out into hippodromes, was exquisite indeed. Wild here!" exclaimed Mrs. 192 Her skirt had ridden almost to her hips. I suppose I believe in God. But in its stead—toward morning—there appeared another idea which appealed to him as sublime, appealed to the primitive conscience, to his artistic sense of the drama, to the poet and the novelist in him. Anna turned deliberately away from the bedside.
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