I can’t explain—” They regarded one another, each blinded to the other. “I’m five years older than you, and no end wiser, being a man. She seemed to be making some sort of inventory. To disillusion her, forthwith. The crown has passed from the brow of one monarch to that of another. By the time he had reached the summit of this hill, he had lost all trace of them; and the ardour of the chase having in some measure subsided, he began to reproach himself for his folly, in having wandered—as he conceived—so far out of his course. The fibre of his soul had to be tested, queerly, to make him worthy of you. Escape was now impossible. His legs were dreadfully swelled; his hands bruised; and his fetters occasioned him intolerable pain. You cannot draw. This morning I met him at the dock, and he wouldn't take the other fifty. His anger gave way to grim humour and he thrust towards them, leaning heavily on his cane.
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