“I have not left this apartment myself. 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. All at once it came to him what a fool he was to worry over this phase which was wholly suppositional. "Don't think to deceive me by your false pretences. His bodily suffering, however, was nothing compared with his mental anguish. ‘No need to shake in your boots,’ Gerald said soothingly. Having now sealed his letter, Sheppard took a handkerchief, and tying it over Shotbolt's face, so as completely to conceal the features, clapped his hat upon his head, and pushed it over his brows. I'll tell you what. ” Ennison laughed softly. . The postilion obeyed, and dashed off as hard as his horses could gallop along the beautiful road leading to Neasdon and Willesden, just as the serving-men made their appearance. ’ Kimble chewed his lip, but his hostility was visibly lessening. “John, that is what you say now. ’ ‘Willingly?’ ‘Parbleu, what a person you think me.
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