’ ‘Grossly unfair, too. " "Farewell, Jack," cried twenty voices. I married—I married a woman whom I still think one of the most beautiful persons in the world. She got up, drew up her blind, and stared out of window at a dawn-cold vision of chimneys for a time, and then went and sat on the edge of her bed. Then the dagger’s point came in a whirling arc towards his face. To him she had always appeared as a mere pleasure-loving parasite—something quite insignificant. I will make her my Grail, and some day, perhaps, if God wills, she shall become my wife!’” He looked very hard before him as he said this, and his voice was full of deep feeling. Some Chinaman might take it into his head to shout: "Death to the foreign devils!" And out of that wall yonder would boil battle and murder and sudden death. I have pleaded with her—no wonder that I have pleaded with her in vain. ‘I feared as much. For nothing will ever convince me that it is not the man’s share in life to shield, to protect, to lead and toil and watch and battle with the world at large.
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