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. The prisoner, however, submitted more quietly than was anticipated. "Your father—poor imbecile!—believes we ran away together. Her cheeks burned for a moment or two when she reached the street, although she held her head upright and walked blithely, even humming to herself fragments of an old French song. She thought of her costume in some detail and with considerable satisfaction, and particularly of a very jolly property dagger with large glass jewels in the handle, that reposed in a drawer in her room. Down under the incalculable selfishness of the penitent child there was the man's uneasy recollection of Judas. ’ She paused, struggling for the word.
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