Paris, always beautiful even in the darkness, glittered away to the horizon. The gardens were tidy and geometric, each avenue with a different purpose: flowers for cutting, herbs, brightly colored vegetables. I don’t conceal it. Do not let her think worse of me than I deserve,—or even so ill. ‘For God’s sake, let go my hand,’ he begged. 260 “Can you turn me into one?” “Yes, I can turn you into one tonight. They then clambered over a hedge, and scaling another wall, got into the garden at the back of the house. ’ Gerald looked round. “Why did you ever let me love you? Why did you ever let me peep through the gates of Paradise? Oh! my God! I don’t begin to feel and realize this yet. When the turnkey, next morning, stepp'd into his room, The sight of the hole in the wall struck him dumb; The sheriff's black bracelets lay strewn on the ground, But the lad that had worn 'em could nowhere be found.
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