. A romance of Regent Street : a novel. resemble some pale moon amidebon surroundings. Her hair, drenched and soaked with therain, lay matted about her throat, fever inher veins, rebellion in her heart. She wasin the mood of that fair Gostanza who hadtaken a boat and drifted over the wavelessseas, praying death might come ; only Nelliewanted to reach the village. She had a fewshillings in the little leather purse she hadplaced in the bosom of her dress, and tosecure some humble nights lodging washer present intent. But Nellie did not un-derstand the route. The windings of theheath and common p
. A romance of Regent Street : a novel. resemble some pale moon amidebon surroundings. Her hair, drenched and soaked with therain, lay matted about her throat, fever inher veins, rebellion in her heart. She wasin the mood of that fair Gostanza who hadtaken a boat and drifted over the wavelessseas, praying death might come ; only Nelliewanted to reach the village. She had a fewshillings in the little leather purse she hadplaced in the bosom of her dress, and tosecure some humble nights lodging washer present intent. But Nellie did not un-derstand the route. The windings of theheath and common puzzled her; her feetached from contact with the harsh stubbleand swampy parts, till she feared she mightsink and be engulfed. Presently a dim haze appeared; it was ariver, and here the girls strength failed her,for by this river she paused, staggered, and fell. CHAPTER III. MR FACULTY FOGG ADDRESSES THE OUTCAST. What is this feeling makes me so glad ?Pain that delights me ? How can it be—Pleasure that pains me, fettered though free ?. E N Nellie awoke from herswoon, she saw that she had leftthe reedy swamps of the commonfar behind. The azure gleamsof morning w ere just touching the waveletsof the river, clouds of pale, diaphanous hueswere drifting lazily above her head, andsoft winds came and went dreamily, fitfulas Dianas breath and kisses when she wokeEndymion from his slumber—heralds alsoof liberty and freedom. Yes, here at last was liberty—escape froma hateful doom, coarse voices, vulgar scenes,degrading vices. To wander to the village, to expend herfew shillings in buying food and shelter, and Mr Faculty Fogg addresses the Otitcast. 31 then to seek a situation—this was the only-plan presenting itself to her mind. Jack Daltons words regarding her birthand parentage had, in truth, robbed the any hope she may have cherished as tohis affording her some clue to the lives ofthose people to whom she owed nothing buther bare existence. Abandoned by father and mothe
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