" As Jonathan said this, Jack's hand involuntarily sought a pistol. " "Don't be angry with me, Sir," cried the widow, sobbing bitterly, "pray don't. 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. An unexpected vacancy, wasn’t it? Every one comes in on unexpected vacancy. He turned. ’ ‘I chose to come with you, miss,’ Jack interrupted more firmly. The gale had become a hurricane: that hurricane was the most terrible that ever laid waste our city. ’ The lady uttered a scornful sound. Part 5 At first the quality of her relationship to Manning seemed moving and beautiful to Ann Veronica.
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