" "Very well, sir. There's nothing so sad in this world as an old fool," she added. \"Lucy?\" He called her as she turned. The scanty furniture of the rooms corresponded with their dungeon-like aspect. Spurlock stepped into the room. From time to time she would come upon a line of singular beauty or a paragraph full of haunting music; and these would send her rushing on for something that never happened. And I’m off to America, and if my steamer goes to the bottom of the Atlantic I’ll thank the Lord for it. It was as if she had grown right past her father into something older and of infinitely wider outlook, as if he had always been unsuspectedly a flattened figure, and now she had discovered him from the other side. I suppose I believe in God. Let—it—fall.
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