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. Come back—you must come back. She felt as
if she had struck them unawares. Yes, there was
someone there. Will you not,
brother?"
"Promise," said a deep voice in Trenchard's ear. To have you is all important. "
Spurlock turned his dull eyes and tried to focus hers. . Pitt?"
"There is no mistake, Sir," rejoined the prisoner, drawing himself up, "I am Jack
Sheppard. I can esteem him, regard him; but, love him as he
ought to be loved—that I cannot do. "
CHAPTER XVIII.
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