Oh! so gently and cleanly--to let them die.

I am much older than you, but you will perhaps also live to see a woman do this, Francesca.

And now retire to your room, and let me counsel you to take some rest.

Your beauty needs it." She burst into tears.
"How little you care!" she said between her sobs, "how heartless you are! I will never believe they will convict him.

He is innocent, and his innocence will come to light." "I think the light will not be suffered to fall upon it," said the duke.
Afterwards, years afterwards, Fay remembered that conversation with wonder that its significance had escaped her.