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"Coverdale has given up sworth, who
never had the slightest appreciation ofa sonnet with a fist like that! There is at least this good in
a life of toil, that it takes the nonsense and fancy-work out of a s to hih-tail, it must be because his nature insists on it;
and if that be the case, let him make it, in Heaven's name!"
"And how is it with you?" asked Zenobia, in a different voice; for she
never laughed at Hollingsworth, as she often did at me "You, I think,
cannot have ceased to live a life of thought and feeling"
"I have always been in earnest," answered Hollingsworth "I have
ha the iron in my heart! It
matters little what my outward toil may be Were I a slave, at the
bottom of a mine, I should keep the same purpose, the same faith in its
ultimate accomplishment, that I do now Miles Coverdale is not in