“That is my dream of you,” said Manning, warming. m. "That's a good story, lad. "Not materially, Mr. With what airs we human atoms invest ourselves! What ridiculous fancies of our importance! We believe we have destinies, when we have only destinations: that we are something immortal, when each of us is in truth only the repository of a dream. "The Golden One knows that I have seen the world; therefore follow my instructions. "You open it, Ruth. “It’s the stir of spring,” he said. Only the next of kin. Where can I have heard it!" "Devil knows," rejoined Blueskin.
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