You will torture yourself and torture her all through life; but in the end she will pour the wine of her faith into a sound chalice. You have never known what it is to want food, raiment, shelter. You can have no shecrets from me. Never any doubt of it. “John,” she declared, “I must eat or die. The young fellow was almost as odd in his way as the girl was in hers. There was a new softness in her eyes, a hesitation, a timidity about her manner which was almost pathetic. Analysis would come later, when the primitive conscience, satisfied, would cease to dominate his thought and action. ‘I do not know your Gérard. “I lied, as I would have committed a murder, or done any evil deed sooner than lose you.
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