” 263 < 33 > REUNITED Sebastian stood in an empty door frame, smiling. His only warning was a gleam of silver in the faint spill of light from the house above. No, I thank you. Everything had stayed the same during the centuries. The brain tires of resistance, and when it meets again and again, incoherently active, the same phrases, the same ideas that it has already slain, exposed and dissected and buried, it becomes less and less energetic to repeat the operation. But then—Oh! Madam, there are moments—moments of darkness, which overshadow a whole existence—in the lives of the poor houseless wretches who traverse the streets, when reason is well-nigh benighted; when the horrible promptings of despair can, alone, be listened to; and when vice itself assumes the aspect of virtue. As soon as the manacles were slipped over the prisoner's wrists, and the new padlock secured to the staple, they withdrew. " "Dying!" echoed the knight. " "He won't be taking that.
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