"Have you sent off the note?" inquired Jack. " "I'm a queer girl," she replied with a smile. None this end. 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. " "Poh! poh!" rejoined Ireton; "it was mere idle boasting. “That he should be in the same world with me!” said Ann Veronica, reduced to reading the list of good things the British Tea-Table Company had priced for its patrons. And they’ll shut the gates presently. John laughed even harder, his eyes misting over. "But, I own, I think it is like. Annabel, I was lying. "Rowland," she rejoined, "you strive in vain to terrify me into compliance with your wishes. ‘What Gerald wants with you has me beat. One trouble, however, shot its slanting bolts athwart the shining warmth of that opening day and marred its perfection, and that was the thought of her father.
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