Her eyes flashed fire! Convulsive rage possessed Her trembling limbs and heaved her laboring breast; Blind to the future, by this rage misled, She pulled down ruin on her reckless head. DRYDEN. The speaker was a girl scarcely past childhood, young, beautiful, good, wealthy, and yet—desperate, as not only her words, but her every look, tone, and gesture proved.…
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