She was suddenly grave. She moved forward almost indiscernibly, a millimeter. ’ ‘Yes, but they did do so. Listen to me, Thames. . —I do not congratulate you on your success. I love you—with all my heart and soul. 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. ” She finished her breakfast and strolled out across the garden with the letters still in her hand. All her life Martha had been there. She was new, unlike any other woman he had met in all his wide travel.
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