“You have not feeling enough. There are times when you make me feel a little thing at your feet—a young, silly, protected thing. “Many nights I have thought of you, Anna. He looked like the shadow of himself—thin, feeble, hollow-eyed—his beard unshorn—nothing could be more miserable. Left to himself, he took a survey of the room, and his heart leaped as he beheld over the, chimney-piece, a portrait of himself. The houses overhung in a frightful manner, and looked as if the next gust would precipitate them into the river.
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