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Warfield, Catherine A.

"Miriam Monfort A Novel"

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"So she assured you we were both prisoners by night, did she? Well, I am
glad you have proof at last of what I told you."
"I have no proof; but, as I have made up my mind to come to terms of
some kind very soon, I thought it useless to investigate. Do you feel
better for my laying on of hands? You seem refreshed."
"Yes, greatly better; a good sleep was what I needed, and I fell into a
doze while you were beside the bed, I believe. I have heard of magnetism
before as a means of relief for pain; now I am convinced of its
efficacy."
"Magnetism! You don't think it amounts to that, do you? You flatter me;"
and I laughed.
"I do, indeed, and I am sure I am much obliged to you, Miss Monfort;
though, for that matter, you can never say, even when you come to your
own again--which you will now do shortly--that I have not been
considerate and attentive to you while in confinement."
"You need not be afraid of any complaint as far as you are concerned. I
think I comprehend you and your motives by this time. Let there be peace
between us from this hour." And I extended my hand to her, which, very
unexpectedly to me, she seized and kissed--a proceeding deprecated
loathingly. "I assure you," I added, laughingly, "I would rather even
marry Englehart than continue here."
"Then you will marry Mr. Gregory?"
"I do not know--either that or die, I suppose--whichever God pleases.


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