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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. She saw me, and, Lady Ferringhall, I shall never forget her look as long as I live. Would you stand by me—and her?” “My dear Nigel!” she exclaimed. While they were still engaged in looking round the doctor returned with a nurse and assistant. Ann Veronica surveyed his sloping back for a moment, and then drew her microscope toward her. For a time Spurlock did not move.
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