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"Faithful fellow!" murmured Jack. The hour for which, presumably, she had been created was drawing
nigh. The sense of publicity, of people coming and going about them, kept them
both unemotional. To-morrow we'll raise our first island. "I have saved the executioner a labour, by cutting his throat," replied Blueskin. 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. When she got back to her questions again
in the monotonous high-road that led up the hill, she found the image of Mr. Chapter XIII
“HE WILL NOT FORGET!”
The external changes in Brendon following on his alteration of fortune were
sufficiently noticeable.
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