With what airs we human atoms invest ourselves! What ridiculous fancies of our importance! We believe we have destinies, when we have only destinations: that we are something immortal, when each of us is in truth only the repository of a dream. "Do you compare your love—a love which all may purchase—with hers? No one has ever loved me. You didn’t even do that Vee; not even that. ‘You have said you do not wish to hurt me. He filled his pipe slowly. I trust that no unpleasant rumours will be circulated before the election, at any rate. A neat tale, giving little away. She took a few of his things before she scanned the area. Had he not said as much at Remenham House? She allowed him to march her through the chapel without resistance. Are you going to write a novel?” “Not I,” she answered gaily.
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