"Hear me," he cried, restraining himself with difficulty. Will you read to me? I am tired; and the sound of your voice makes me drowsy. ’ I wanted, as I have never wanted before, to take you up, to make you mine, to carry you off and set you apart from all the strain and turmoil of life. It was now whitening, hissing, and seething like an enormous cauldron. I was among the common herd in the place below, but I took good care to see you. " "So do I!" she cried; "for then you would have been really my brother.
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