Section 1. One day she awoke and he was cavorting about
underneath the covers. “Why destroy me, child? There are so many secrets I
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could tell you. The first of these, whom he addressed as Mr. You must come back. It had been
removed from the scabbard by the Jew. 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. Always remember that. She opened her suitcase—new and smelling
strongly of leather—and took out of it a book, dogeared and precariously held
together, bound in faded blue cloth and bearing the inscription: The Universal
Handbook.
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