“It’s still a marvel to me that we are to be forgiven,” she said, turning. The air, perfumed with the delicious fragrance of the new-mown grass, was vocal with the melodies of the birds; the thick foliage of the trees was glistening in the sunshine; all nature seemed happy and rejoicing; but, above all, the serene Sabbath stillness reigning around communicated a calm to her wounded spirit. It was not necessary to appease the wrath of human society; it was necessary only to appease that of God for the broken Commandment. " "Perhaps not," replied Jack, carelessly. In this spy theory, however, he had no faith whatsoever. Why not? Imagine I’ve had a fit of hysteria—and that I’ve come round. His eyes never left her face.
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