It was supposed he was drowned in crossing the river, as his body had never been found. Taken altogether, his physiognomy resembled one of those vagabond heads which Murillo delighted to paint, and for which Guzman d'Alfarache, Lazarillo de Tormes, or Estevanillo Gonzalez might have sat:—faces that almost make one in love with roguery, they seem so full of vivacity and enjoyment. “There are some people,” he said at last, “who seem fated to carry on their shoulders the burdens of other people. I had to sell out, you see, when my father died, for the estate is in my hands. Then came the shock of the knowledge that soon he would be going upon his way, that there would be no one to depend upon her; and all the old loneliness came smothering down upon her again. Later, at the bottom of that envelope I found a letter. Gerald studied the darkness beyond the aperture. You must wait till supper's over. When she was quite sure that he was gone she took her sister’s note from the mantelpiece and slowly broke the seal.
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