"Your sister is dead," said he, in a deep whisper. I should lose every scrap of independence—even my self-respect. “Which is Mr. “I wonder—I wonder if we shall ever get like that. ” “Fame!” “Isn’t it? ‘I’ve not seen your play, Mr. "Are you hurt, Thames?" asked Jack, anxiously. Her lips were apart, but no breath seemed to issue from them; and, but for a slight—very slight palpitation of the bosom, the vital principle might be supposed to be extinct. ” “Don’t imperil my reputation before I am established,” she answered, smiling.
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