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The misty caravans of which she had dreamed were become actualities. Is there anything you want?" She laid her hand on his forehead, and found it without fever. " "Peace!" cried the knight, fiercely. ’ Gerald laughed. I want to be your knight, your servant, your protector, your—I dare scarcely write the word—your husband. ‘But this is altogether a chance of the luckiest. She was a merry creature, it is true, and quite beautiful. I know you are in Jonathan Wild's power, for I saw him near you in the church; and if ever the enemy of mankind was permitted to take human form, I beheld him then. The G. 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. Why should I?” “At last,” he murmured, “at last I have found you. We’re going in. “Let us walk across the Park at least,” he said to Ann Veronica.
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