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If I am to die in the attempt, then so be it. He
was unable to possess Lucy's hand as he had in the
cinema, separated by the annoying chasm between the
van's plush seats. 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. . And when there is no longer any need to use it,
why then, enough you say—and throw it away. "
He started to pick up a sheet of manuscript, but she pushed him from the table
toward the doorway; and he staggered out of the bungalow, suddenly stretched
his arms, and broke into a trot. The sun shined weakly through brief pinpricks
90
in the thick cloud cover, the weather was brewing a
storm. ”
His eyes were burning. They unloaded Michelle’s
sleeping parents who had been propped up in the back
seat, necks craned against each other. Now, it
won't do a bit of good to warn Spurlock. Thames sat with Winifred's hand clasped in his own, and commenced a recital of
his adventures, which may be briefly told.
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