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But both he and his wife, though happy in one another, had been remorsefully and sadly so; and, with such feelings, they had never again communicated with their respective families, nor had given their children the means of doing so.
I don't want anything of that sort." "I am glad you are so independent, Cashel." "So am I." "Do, pray, be more amiable." "I am amiable enough," he cried, desperately, "only you won't listen." "My treasure," said Mrs. Byron, remorsefully. "What is the matter?" "Well," said Cashel, somewhat mollified, "it is this. I want to marry Miss Carew; that's all." "YOU marry Miss Carew!" Mrs.
You may know it; you may not. I give no opinion. I have endured everything here but humiliation. That I have happily been spared until this day. Here his convulsive grasp unclosed itself, and he put his pocket-handkerchief to his eyes again. Little Dorrit, on the ground beside him, with her imploring hand upon his arm, watched him remorsefully.
"I have told you what Thorndyke said to Reuben: that he had good hopes of making his innocence clear to everybody. That alone should have been enough." "I know it should," murmured Juliet remorsefully; "please forgive me for my want of faith." "But," I continued, "I can quote you the words of one to whose opinions you will attach more weight. Mr. Anstey was here less than half-an-hour ago "
"He has given me everything he had in the world, poor old man," she said to herself, and approached him remorsefully; but when she looked at him again she saw that he had the face and figure of a young stranger, and that the garments that had seemed to her to be streaming and unsightly rags, were merely the picturesque habiliments of a young artist, apparently newly translated from the Boulevard Montparnasse.
Bella did her best to be polite to Agatha, and Tom offered to get an inspector for the general at the same time as for his father. Then March, remorsefully remembered the Eltwins, and looked about for them, so that his son might get them an inspector too.
"We oughtn't to find Sunday dull," said Una sleepily, trying to pull her drowsy wits together with an uneasy conviction that they had overslept. "But we DO, you know," said Faith candidly. "Mary Vance says most Sundays are so dull she could hang herself." "We ought to like Sunday better than Mary Vance," said Una remorsefully. "We're the minister's children."
"And yet," she said remorsefully, "I cannot love him as he loves me. I am selfish, cold, calculating, worldly, and have doubted until now whether such a thing as love really existed. If I could only love him recklessly and wholly, as he loves me!" Smilash was also soliloquizing as he went on his way.
Remember, you still have us who love you to the end and fight your battles on our knees." Slowly the man looked up. "Forgive me, honey," he murmured remorsefully. "You are right and bravest, after all. It is you you women, who save us in the darkest hours. You our wives our mothers who wage a silent battle in the lonely, broken homes.
He took them in a shamed silence, and dropped them into the fire. Magdalen sat down by the hearth, and he sat down near her. Together they watched them burn. "I ought to have burnt them yesterday," he said remorsefully. "I am glad you did not. I am so thankful to see you again, and that these foolish letters brought you. I have often longed to have a talk with you.
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