Wood was so much exhausted that he was obliged to retire to his own room, where he continued for some hours overpowered by grief. When I have traversed the streets a houseless wanderer, driven with curses from every door where I have solicited alms, and with blows from every gateway where I have sought shelter,—when I have crept into some deserted building, and stretched my wearied limbs upon a bulk, in the vain hope of repose,—or, worse than all, when, frenzied with want, I have yielded to horrible temptation, and earned a meal in the only way I could earn one,—when I have felt, at times like these, my heart sink within me, I have drank of this drink, and have at once forgotten my cares, my poverty, my guilt. Breakfast was laid for one, a dish of fruit and a shining coffee equipage. “No doubt about that, I fancy,” Meddoes answered lightly. "Very well," said Rachel, with a toss of her pretty head, "very well. Ben watched these manoeuvres with great interest, and strained every sinew in his frame to keep ahead of the other boats. " "I hope such a thing never will happen again, my dear," observed Wood, mildly, "but, when it does, it will be time to consider what course we ought to pursue. I've come to take you back home. “Nigel is like all men,” Lady Lescelles continued.
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