Is There a Better Way to Live?

I had grown somewhat weary of her la ship, nor had longer a special wish to be dragged in her golden chains. Treachery lurked within me. The restless spirit chance had bred within moved. And i had determined to see my enamoured vice prefect safe to her ships. If i could, if i dared break with her, i well knew the wild tornado of indignation and love this would call up. I hence had not confessed my intentions ear a but had been cold and distant.