It was still raining heavily, and profoundly dark. Her complexion was wan and faded,
except where it was tinged by a slight hectic flush, that made the want of colour
more palpable; her eyes were large and black, but heavy and lustreless; her
cheeks sunken; her frame emaciated; her dark hair thickly scattered with gray. Here was an appalling fact: all her previous loneliness had been
trifling beside that which now encompassed her and would for years to come. On one side of the chapel there was a large grated window, but, as it looked upon
the interior of the jail, Jack preferred following the course he had originally
decided upon to making any attempt in this quarter. "It is never too late. There were dark
rims under her eyes, soft now with unshed tears. Because I’m younger
than you. She went to her bedroom, but
she did not go to bed.
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