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They sat down, McClintock reaching for a lump of sugar which he began
munching. ”
“It was Cheveney!” he said slowly. The change in her face was not a pleasant one. 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. "In case he should consent—"
"He never will," interrupted Winifred. “You fill me with happiness, John. ’
She eyed him, all her uncertainty surfacing. ”
She seated herself in a loose and easy attitude and surveyed the backs of the
Avenue houses; then her eyes wandered to where the new red-and-white villas
peeped among the trees. Wood, I forget nothing. The Ragged Edge. Wood's reception of the
widow, who, at that moment, was ushered into the room by Winifred, was not
particularly kind and encouraging. Some of the hotel guests can
act as witnesses.
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