He only laughed his defiance. “Unless you have an appointment, which you haven’t,” he said, “you’ll only
waste your time here. Lord, what a state I was in! Night after night I sat
there, I watched her come in, I watched her go. ‘Now then, my lad, you’re under arrest you are. In passing, why do we fear death? For our sins? Rather, isn't it the tremendous
inherent human curiosity to know what is going to happen to-morrow that causes
us to wince at the thought of annihilation? A subconscious resentment against
the idea of entering darkness while our neighbour will proceed with his petty
affairs as usual?
"It's nip and tuck," said the doctor; "but we'll pull him through. He read but little, and that chiefly healthy light fiction with chromatic titles,
The Red Sword, The Black Helmet, The Purple Robe, also in order “to distract
his mind. "
"You believe—you know it," replied Jonathan, fixing one of his sternest and
most searching glances upon him.
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