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wish was vain: and, endeavouring to banish every earthly thought, he addressed
himself deeply and sincerely to prayer. That held his thought as the magnet holds the needle,
inescapably. ’
‘Oh, she’ll be safe enough, Gerald. He would have risen again, but for the
significance of the action. I shouldn't care to express an opinion. "Leave me to my fate," rejoined Jack. Why should you wish to forget
it? Unless it is that you did not enjoy it. “I might return the compliment, Courtlaw,” he answered, “by asking why the
devil you come lurching on to the pavement like a drunken man. Until the last moment she was
afraid. In
a moment the brisk evening breeze caught the lank canvas and bellied it taut. Pile it on! But if you can hear
the voice of the mote, the speck, don't let her suffer for anything I've done. He remembered it
suddenly. "You'll never return. ‘Don’t be silly. And a
ballot-box—” Her face assumed an expression of intellectual conflict.
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