"Oh! if I had known this," he exclaimed, "what guilt, what remorse might have been spared me!" "Repentance comes too late when the deed's done," returned Wild, bitterly. For a time they were very difficult. Upon this island whither he was bound there would be no diversions, breathing spells; the battle would be constant. ” Ennison had things to say, but he looked at her and held his tongue. Death belongs to God, young man. Young, not much older than she was: she was twenty and he was possibly twenty-four. The eyes left him, searching beside the chair for her cane. The back of the house had been the Alps for climbing, and the shrubs in front of it a Terai. Her aunt, a faded, anæmic-looking lady of somewhat too obtrusive gentility, was still sitting with her hand pressed to her heart.
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