Poor young lady! She trembled too, and was unable to give her evidence. Sebastian, as doctor, was constantly around the sick and the dying. Imagination, coloured by the obscurity, peopled the air with phantoms. Manning loomed up ever and again into her world, full of a futile solicitude, and almost always declaring she was splendid, splendid, and wishing he could talk things out with her. He depended upon her, for his medicine, for his drink, for the little amusement it was now permissible to give him. . He was not Meysey Hill, but an Englishman of business, and he had only a small income. "Oh! nothin' partickler—mere curossity," replied Terence. His arms were naturally big and his chest was covered with a smattering of soft hairs. "Bring the light, Nab.
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