
[0698] a painful task, not to mention the expense which I am ill able
to afford, having no other means of support than the pension of
my dear departed, fallen in defencse of a country that called itself
his and from which in his lifetime he never derived the smallest
benefit, nothing but insults and vexations. [0699] The crowd was beginning
to disperse, the danger was past, but the lady was in her stride.
[0700] You
may say, she said, that he did wrong to run away, that he should
have explained, asked to be forgiven. [0701] Granted. [0702] But it is clear
he has not all his wits about him, that he is beside himself, for
reasons of which we know nothing and which might put us all to
shame, if we did know them.
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