Anna, who had thrown aside her sealskin coat, wore a tight-fitting walking dress of some dark shade. "Suppose we go and have tea? I'd like to take you to a teahouse I know, but we'll go to the Victoria instead. He started a dozen stories, but they all ended in the waste-basket. 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. Kneebone is coming, my dear," ventured Mr. Ogilvy was full of a client’s trouble in that matter, a grave and even tragic trouble. . " "But wasn't I right? That pair?" "I'll take the boy; he'll be a novelty. “Come, we must go home and have some luncheon. Wild," said Trenchard, "I shall proceed no further in this business. . “Excuse me a moment. “Oh, my dear!” she cried, and suddenly flung herself, kneeling, into her husband’s arms.
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