’ ‘As a matter of fact, it isn’t,’ conceded Gerald. It's two hundred pounds. The acid of this incertitude had disintegrated his nerve; and in Canton had come the smash. On the right were several mounted grenadiers: on the left, some half dozen javelin-men. “She is marvellously clever,” he said. “Why do you kill me?” Michelle asked. On the second day out he was helped to a steamer-chair on deck; on the third day, his arm across Ruth's shoulder, he walked from his chair to the foremast and back. With what airs we human atoms invest ourselves! What ridiculous fancies of our importance! We believe we have destinies, when we have only destinations: that we are something immortal, when each of us is in truth only the repository of a dream.
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