His foot touched the rounded edge of the starling, and glanced off, precipitating him into the water. Dare we look back upon the darkened vista, and, in imagination retrace the path we have trod? With how many vain hopes is it shaded! with how many good resolutions, never fulfilled, is it paved! Where are the dreams of ambition in which, twelve years ago, we indulged? Where are the aspirations that fired us—the passions that consumed us then? Has our success in life been commensurate with our own desires—with the anticipations formed of us by others? Or, are we not blighted in heart, as in ambition? Has not the loved one been estranged by doubt, or snatched from us by the cold hand of death? Is not the goal, towards which we pressed, further off than ever—the prospect before us cheerless as the blank behind?—Enough of this. The gate was opened; the coffin brought into the churchyard; and Jack, whose eyes were filled with tears, saw Mr. Slowly she released the hammer on the pistol, uncocking it, and Gerald became conscious that he had been holding his breath. "Hush!—come hither, and I'll tell you. ” And she knew that she was safe. S. ” He stood up and waited for her to move. “I—I am sorry—I didn’t explain. " "Hum!" "Have you any reason to suppose he survived the accident?" inquired Thames eagerly. ’ ‘But it is a very good English name,’ she protested. "You have," rejoined Jonathan, laying a forcible grasp on his shoulder. He stirred continually, thrusting his legs about and flinging his arms above his head.
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