\"Thanks. She hesitated. I can fairly understand Ruth; but you…!" "Have you ever been so lonely that the soul of you cried in anguish? Twentyfour hours a day to think in, alone?… Perhaps I did not want to go mad from loneliness. Well-balanced, sane, wasn’t I? You never heard anyone call me a madman? I’m pretty near being one now, and it’s her fault. I hope you will always remember——” Annabel held out her hands with a little cry of protest. He was content to watch her accepting compliments and gaudy bouquets full of red roses, white carnations, and purple statice. This—all this swamps them. Slowly descending Snow Hill, the train passed on its way, attended by the same stunning vociferations, cheers, yells, and outcries, which had accompanied it on starting from Newgate.
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