For nothing will ever convince me that it is not the man’s share in life to shield, to protect, to lead and toil and watch and battle with the world at large. To get behind that impenetrable curtain, to learn why she hated her island. Sanguine they were not. “She doesn’t know. Mark yourself as a charitable man and you’ll be rewarded here and in Heaven. Wood fancied he recognised. He had been dreaming of Ruth—an old recurrency of that dream he had had in Canton, of Ruth leading him to the top of the mountain. If ever she felt fatigue in these long tramps which had already taken her half over London, she never admitted it. Having watched the funeral at some distance, Jonathan fancied he could discern the figure of Jack; but not being quite sure, he entered the church.
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