Annabel was born soulless, a human butterfly, if ever there was one. Ann Veronica listened thoughtfully, with her eyes on the turf, and now and then she asked a question or looked up to discuss a point. Gerald’s gaze bored into hers. Don't lay it all to the boy. ‘All these soldiers,’ she complained, adding with a sweep of one arm at the major’s dress, ‘all of them in red as you. Ramage back his forty pounds. Before that came your father didn’t even know you were gone. Through the gloom he distinctly perceived the dome of St. ’ ‘So you think she is an émigré?’ Lucilla put in before the incensed Roding could respond. 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. Later in the evening she heard him whistling, poor man! She felt very restless and excited. “There have been other times,” he said a little sadly.
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