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The hurricane appeared to have raged in this quarter with tenfold fury. What more is there to be said? She defies me!” It was extraordinary. Don’t take my word for it though. But you will stay here?" "I dare not. ’ ‘Eh? Why did you not say so, man?’ demanded Hilary crossly. 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. As soon as they had got out, the vehicle was drawn up at the back of a tree near the cage. She recoiled. F. ” Anna’s eyes opened a little wider, but she said nothing. If an individual Project Gutenberg-tm electronic work is posted with the permission of the copyright holder, your use and distribution must comply with both paragraphs 1. Wood," she continued, with a sudden change of tone, and convulsively clutching the carpenter's arm, "promise it me. I believe I am doomed to be an old maid.
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