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She heard this standard expression of a strong soul wrung with a critical coldness that astonished herself. I am clear I want you. Then Gosse spoke again, answering the question in her mind. I hope you will always love her, but I want you to remember she has offended your father and married without his consent. One always dreamed of this and never believed it. ” She looked around for the voice around the Orchestra room, fumbling around with her books. During the narration Jack's features lighted up, and an expression, which would have been in vain looked for in repose, was instantly caught and depicted by the skilful artist. 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. “HASSELL’S CAMP, “NEAR COLORADO. "There, he's as safe as Jack Sheppard in the Condemned Hould," laughed the man. He went on munching his water-chestnuts, and stared at the skyline.
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