I sit back now, letting life slip by and musing upon it; and I find my loneliness sweet. . " "Unpossible, master," rejoined Ben; "the tide's running down like a mill-sluice, and the wind's right in our teeth. ’ She moved quickly to the nearest bookcase, and listened intently to the sound of Jack’s voice. We aren’t worth it. He looked around, and as he heard that deafening shout,— as he felt the influence of those thousand eyes fixed upon him,—as he listened to the cheers, all his misgivings—if he had any—vanished, and he felt more as if he were marching to a triumph, than proceeding to a shameful death. The summer arrived, speeding the Plague and with it the famine in the streets.
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