She was taken dreadfully ill on the road, with spasms and
short breath, and swoonings,—worse than ever she was before. Since morning he had become fanatical; the atoms of common sense no longer
functioned in the accustomed groove. He was
manifestly exerting his mind for her, and she found herself fully disposed to
justify his interest. The spirit I drink may be poison,—it may kill me,—perhaps it is
killing me:—but so would hunger, cold, misery,—so would my own thoughts. "Close the doors below! Loose the dogs! Curses!
they don't hear me! I'll ring the alarm-bell. "
"Sir," said the chief turnkey, indignantly. ’
‘You should be happy that you are not dead,’ she retorted, but with a
diminution of the venom and fright in her voice. And now, Quilt," he
continued, addressing the janizary, who approached him with the horse, "fly to
St.
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