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. For a few days she was fascinated by the place, exploring the moldy rooms, the weird treasures hiding in forgotten trousseaus. ” “And he sat at my table,” Annabel said bitterly, “and yet he did not know me. “All right?” asked the man with the light eyelashes, suddenly appearing in the doorway. " The spinster did not ask if the mother lived; the question was inconsequent. The summer arrived, speeding the Plague and with it the famine in the streets. " "It may be; but if it shortens the distance and lightens the journey, I care not," retorted the widow, who seemed by this reproach to be roused into sudden eloquence. "Do not steel your heart against him, dear Thames," interposed Winifred.
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