It was a night of storm and terror, which promised each moment to become more stormy and more terrible. "Ja," replied the skipper. But she was staring seaward and did not notice the offering. Entering the house, he found himself in a narrow passage leading to the back stairs. 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. He rolled on top of her, pinning her with his arms and forming a tented cage. For the most part these were detached people: men practising the plastic arts, young writers, young men in employment, a very large proportion of girls and women—self-supporting women or girls of the student class. They were enormously pleased with one another; they found each other beyond measure better than they had expected, if only because of the want of substance in mere expectation.
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