‘He could have little comfort there, indeed. I do not love any one. You have the gift of words, but you haven't started to create yet. Even now, my problems begin to catch up with me; they will discover me soon. He’s been near it once or twice already. He was snoring stupidly. But, when the sound of the carriage-wheels died away, and he felt that she was actually gone, his resolution failed him, and he rang the bell violently. “You must come home to him at once,” said Miss Stanley. "I should never have been what I am, but for you. "I'll tackle it to-night!" "But it's after ten!" "What's that got to do with it? … The roofs of the native huts scattering in the wind! … the absolute agony of the twisting palms!…. He was always anticipating, stepping into the future, torturing himself with non-existent troubles.
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