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Sure of foot, noiseless, he made the veranda and paused at the side of one of the screened windows. ‘I thought—I thought I saw my—my husband. Darting to a window looking in that direction, Thames threw it up, and discharged both his pistols, but without effect. " "Mrs. We fetched the doctor and the police. “Upon my word,” he exclaimed, “this is most extraordinary. The calvacade was now put slowly in motion. My dress, my person will be minutely described. And nowhere could I obtain the slightest information. "Is she alive?" "She is not," replied Trenchard, overcome by conflicting emotions, and unable to endure the boy's agonized look. It is no good arguing about a thing like that. 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. In other respects, they were equally indecorous and offensive. I want him as my friend.
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