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We all love you dearly. Ramage,” she cried, “you are outrageous! You understand nothing. 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. ”
The lady stood away from the door. Men in this part of the world drink to
forget the things they have lost. Nevertheless, she could not prevent a rising excitement as the dawn of the
new life drew near to her—a thrilling of the nerves, a secret and delicious
exaltation above the common circumstances of existence.
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