silent
combat
with his
inward
agony,
defying,
meanwhile,
my
sympathy
with an
unflinching,
ferocious
stare.
“How did
she die?”
he
resumed,
at last –
fain,
notwithstanding
his
hardihood,
to have a
support
behind
him; for,
after the
struggle,
he
trembled,
in spite
of
himself,
to his
very
finger-ends.
“Poor
wretch!” I
thought;
“you have
a heart
and nerves
the same
as your
brother
men! Why
should you
be anxious
to conceal
them? Your