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One of Our Conquerors

CHAPTER XXIII
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A sister to it ensued.
'Could Victor have spoken so, without assurance in his conscience, that his entreaty was righteously addressed to us?
that we...' 'And no others!' 'I think of his language.

He loves the child.' 'In heart as in mind, he is eminently gifted; acknowledgeing error.' 'He was very young.' The huge funereal minutes conducted their sonorous hearse, the hour.
It struck in the bed-room: Three.
No more than three of the clock, it was the voice telling of half the precious restorative night-hours wasted.
Now, as we close our eyelids when we would go to sleep, so must we, in expectation of the peace of mind granting us the sweet oblivion, preliminarily do something which invokes, that we may obtain it.
'Dear,' Dorothea said.
'I know indeed,' said Virginia.
'We may have been!' 'Not designingly.' 'Indeed not.

But harsh it may be named, if the one innocent is to be the sufferer.' 'The child can in no sense be adjudged guilty.' 'It is Victor's child.' 'He adores the child.' Wheels were in mute motion within them; and presently the remark was tossed-up: 'In his coming to us, it is possible to see paternal solicitude' Thence came fruit of reflection: 'To be instrumental as guides to a tender young life!' Reflection heated with visions: 'Once our dream!' They had the happier feeling of composure, though Tasso possessed the room.

Not Tasso, but a sublimated offensiveness, issue of the antagonistically combined, dispersed to be the more penetrating; insomuch that it seemed to them they could not ever again make use of eau d'Arquebusade without the vitiating reminder.

So true were the words of Mr.Stuart Rem: 'Half measures to purification are the most delusive of our artifices.' Fatigue and its reflections helped to be peacefuller.
Their souls were mounting to a serenity above the nauseating degradation, to which the poor little dog had dragged them.
'Victor gave his promise.' 'At least, concession would not imply contact with the guilty.' Both sighed as they took up the burden of the vaporous Tasso to drop him; with the greater satisfaction in the expelling of their breath.
'It might be said, dear, that concession to his entreaty does not in any way countenance the sin.' 'I can see, dear, how it might be read as a reproof.' Their exchange of sentences followed meditative pauses; Dorothea leading.
'To one so sensitive as Victor!' 'A month or two of our society for the child!' 'It is not the length of time.' 'The limitation assures against maternal claims.' 'She would not dare.' 'He used the words: "her serious respect" for us.


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