I tell you that I love you, Anna, and I believe that you love me. What sort of a standard of life yours may be I do not know, yet in your heart you know very well that every word you have spoken to me has been a veiled insult, every time you have come into my presence has been an outrage. While he was thus musing, two horsemen rode past him; and, proceeding to a little distance, stopped likewise. But in that reservation it may be she went a little beyond the converse of his view. But in its stead—toward morning—there appeared another idea which appealed to him as sublime, appealed to the primitive conscience, to his artistic sense of the drama, to the poet and the novelist in him. " The foregoing conversation, having been conducted throughout in a low tone, and apart, had not reached the ears of Mr.
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