But I shall never have the courage! I am so miserably weak.

If only I could get my health back! Good God, how I suffer!" Waymark did his best to familiarise Julian with the thought, and to foster in him something of resoluteness, but he had small hope of succeeding.

The poor fellow was so incapable of anything which at all resembled selfishness, and so dreaded the results of any such severity on his part as that proposed.

There were moments when indignation almost nerved him to independence, but there returned so soon the souse of pity, and, oftener still, the thought of that promise made to Harriet's father, long ago, in the dark little parlour which smelt of drugs.

The poor chemist, whose own life was full of misery, had been everything to him; but for Mr.Smales, he might now have been an ignorant, coarse-handed working man, if not worse.