“It is a night of endings,” she murmured to herself. " "Enough," returned Jackson, extending his hand; "and if I've expressed myself warmly, I'm sorry for it likewise. Why wasn't the world full of love, when love made happiness? Why did people hide their natural kindliness as if it were something shameful? Why shouldn't people say what they thought and act as they were inclined? Why all this pother about what one's neighbour thought, when this pother was not energized by any good will? Why was truth avoided as the plague? Why did this young man have one name on the hotel register and another on his lips? Why was she bothering about him at all? Why should there be this inexplicable compassion, when the normal sensation should have been repellance? Sidney Carton. Living’s just material. The second look told me I was wrong. She always left the table when they began to smoke. I guess. Things haven't gone quite as smoothly as I anticipated; but they might have been worse. I will see to it as I will be appointed careful watch over her.
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