After all, the Wastrel was in luck: he was alone. Will you find your destiny, I wonder, or will you go through
life like so many others—a wanderer, knocking ever at empty doors, homeless to
the last? Oh, if one could but find the way to your heart. On the right of the postern against the wall was affixed
a small grating, sustaining the debtor's box; and any pleasure which the passerby might derive from contemplating the splendid structure above described was
damped at beholding the pale faces and squalid figures of the captives across the
bars of its strongly-grated windows. ’
‘Oh, yes I do,’ Martha said, getting up off the bed. Supposing I made up my mind to marry some one of good enough family, but
who was in a somewhat doubtful position, concerning whose antecedents, in fact
there was a certain amount of scandal. They either ran to see or ran
for shelter.
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