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"I am sorry. 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. She was practicing with them on
that very day, and displaced a rather mediocre boy
violinist who claimed “to be better at the viola anyway” as
first chair. ‘Ah, non,’ exclaimed the husband. His car was there. They agreed
to lend her their hold-all and a large, formless bag which they called the
communal trunk. ‘The poor girl was thrust into a convent to
become a nun. “Please come by. He wants you—or he doesn’t; and then
he helps some other woman against you. He grasped Lucilla’s elbow. She would
stare if she knew the full sum of Melusine’s activities.
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