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Her likeness to her sister gave him at first almost a shock; a moment afterwards he was conscious of a wonderful sense of relief. He did not so much cut into this conversation as loom over it, for he was a tall, if rather studiously stooping, man. There was no answer. 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. She was as pale as death, but she seemed to have lost the power of movement. “It is hateful—diabolical!” he exclaimed. ’ ‘That’s odd. "My name is Kneebone," added the portly personage, stepping forward. I shall now be able to test my skill. A rock gave way to deep water.
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