"
"But why didn't you oppose him?"
"I had to let him have his way, else he might not have returned safely. 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. “You were seen to leave the flat, and your
handkerchief was found there. I have worn it for weeks and weeks. My sister was scarcely likely to make a mistake. He will tell you confidentially that he simply hates
the place. . "
"I don't desire it, Sir," replied Mrs. He had now reached
what was called the Lower Leads,—a flat, covering a part of the prison
contiguous to the gateway, and surrounded on all sides by walls about fourteen
feet high.
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