"All life is a muddle, and we are all muddlers, more or less. Opening a pair of large black eyes, the child fixed them for an instant upon Wood, and then, alarmed by the light, uttered a low and melancholy cry, which, however, was speedily stilled by the caresses of his mother, towards whom he extended his tiny arms, as if imploring protection. " Upon this he arose, and paced the room hastily backwards and forwards, as if further arranging his plans. . "My own father!" Queerly the room and its objects receded and vanished; and there intervened a series of mental pictures that so long as she lived would ever be recurring. ” “That will follow,” said Kitty Brett—“that will follow. ’ ‘Was it?’ Her lips twitched.
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