Sometimes I tremble, Anna, to think how near I came to passing through life without a single glimpse, a moment’s revelation of this greatest and most awful of mysteries, the mystery of primaeval nature. What do you say to Brighton——” Anna looked at him quietly—and he never finished his sentence. With a well-simulated unconcern and a heightened color she finished her breakfast. On the north stood the battlements of one of the towers of the gate. Stanley as they drew alongside, to account for his own ruffled and heated expression. "Your wife?" "His lawful wife," said Ruth, with fine dignity. There are way-stations—even terminals. ” “Yes, I believe that was the name. It was a charming sight to watch the motions of her tiny fingers as she pursued her task; and though the posture she adopted was not the most favourable that might have been chosen for the display of her sylphlike figure, there was something in her attitude, and the glow of her countenance, lighted up by the mellow radiance of the setting sun falling upon her through the panes of the little dormer-window, that seemed to the youth inexpressibly beautiful.
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