Hanging about!
And they start thinking and asking questions, and begin to be neither one thing
nor the other. Little by little the pool cleared, the whims vanished: so that both Ruth and the
doctor, by the middle of the third week, began to accept Spurlock's actions as
normal, whereas there was still a mote or two which declined to settle, still a
kink in the gray matter that refused to straighten out. Teenagers buzzed about her newly discovered
talent for the violin in the same sentences as they
gossiped about her torrid police scandal and a lost mother
who remained in the deep shadows of murder mystery. I loved her beyond anything in
heaven or on earth—to idolatry. ’
‘Now you come to mention it, it is stupid,’ Gerald said, struck. 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. He was the beachcomber, or the old sailor with the black
pearl (Ruth's tales), or the wastrel musician McClintock had described to him. A simple wooden monument was placed over the grave, but
without any name or date.
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