She was trying by some wonderful, secret, and motionless gymnastics to restrain her tears. Then she looked up the sweep of pine-trees to the towering sunlit cliffs and the high heaven above and then back to his face. “I want to make you happy, Lucy. ‘It is not for myself, you understand,’ pursued the man, in an unctuous tone that sickened the general, ‘but for this poor one. It was a dull, foggy day, and the atmosphere was so thick and heavy, that, at eight o'clock, the curious who arrived near the prison could scarcely discern the tower of St. And, though neither peace nor innocence can be restored to my bosom; though tears cannot blot out my offences, nor sorrow drown my shame; yet, knowing that my penitence is sincere, I do not despair that my transgressions may be forgiven.
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