They walked across a moat of pea gravel
that crunched like noisy cereal under their feet. "
"Never," replied Sheppard bitterly. ”
For a moment or two he did not speak. Clotilde flew into a rage,
crying,
“How dare you lay claim to my children! I am their
mother! This is a Godless house!” She accused. That is not
reasonable. 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. “And even then—”
The conversation hung for a thoughtful moment. ” She replied. "You soon shall," rejoined Sheppard. "You are
my prisoner. ’
‘Don’t you dare. Perhaps the doctor, the manager and the girl were in collusion: perhaps they had
heard indirectly of the visit paid by Mr. It was an impulse.
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