She withdrew her head with a little moan, and resumed her flight. ” “I don’t believe it,” he answered hoarsely. "I've seen him some years ago, I believe," answered Wood; "and, though he must be much changed by this time, I dare say I should know him again. She rehearsed the story of her forlorn long lost mother in her head, what she would say to the theorymongers. 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. ’ ‘Do you tell me you think you can outwit Gerald? I wish I may see it. But with the morning, the glorious unstained morning the passion of living would stir even the blood of a clod. When I carried you up here like a bride, that is the way I wanted us to be, Mary Lucia. ’ Gerald hissed in a doubtful breath. Manning. You shall know the truth. That there would eventually be a lover Ruth knew; and she waited his appearance upon the scene, waited with an impatience which was both personal and literary.
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