He stopped, panting hard, slamming his cane to the floor to make use of its much-needed support. She opened and read it at once. I want to boast myself. Her eyes glistened in the darkness—for light was only admitted through a small grated window—like flames, and, as she fixed them on him, their glances seemed to penetrate his very soul. Perhaps some one had kissed the brow that was now so cadaverous, rubbed that sunken cheek with loving fingers, held that stringy neck with passionately living hands. Now, more than ever, it was time to start running. After a while, he raised his eyes; and, if their glance could have been witnessed at the moment, it could not have been easily forgotten. We live under man-made institutions, and that is what they amount to. What’s that?” They both stood listening. “But you’re wrong.
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