In the presence of the husband of his mistress Rollo was always dignifiedly cheerful, but he never leaped or cavorted as he did when alone with Ruth. “John. 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. . ‘But on the off chance—slim, I grant you —that there is a spy down there, I don’t want to miss the fun. Occasionally he relit his pipe. Nuns, I mean. Wood, would preclude the possibility of his remaining with his new friends as long as his inclinations prompted. I only arrived when everybody was coming away. ‘Will that be all, ma’am?’ ‘Yes, yes.
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