” And she pressed her lips together in white resolution and nodded, and she was manifestly full of that same passion for conflict and selfsacrifice that has given the world martyrs since the beginning of things. " "Zounds!" cried Marvel, "I—" "Hush!" whispered the tapstress, "or I retract my promise. This I have sworn to do—this I will do. For a time she could scarcely believe he was gone. By and by—as the paroxysm subsided and he became motionless—she stole back to the bungalow to wait. The Night-Cellar XVIII.
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