He felt her observance and warmed to it. ” She said fretfully. He was the social order; he was law and wisdom. A militiaman came belting down the stairs, another leapt from outside the front door, and a third, stalwart and stolid, came in through the door that led to the rooms to the front of the house. " "You are an angel, I say," continued the poor maniac; "and my Jack would have been like you, if he had lived. At Anna’s words she seemed suddenly to stiffen. On the day he carried the manuscript to Copeley's he brought back a packet of letters, magazines, and newspapers. With what airs we human atoms invest ourselves! What ridiculous fancies of our importance! We believe we have destinies, when we have only destinations: that we are something immortal, when each of us is in truth only the repository of a dream.
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