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He did not know what her game was, although he had a shrewd suspicion that
she had been co-opted into it by her supposed husband, the soi-disant Valade. Dare we look back upon the
darkened vista, and, in imagination retrace the path we have trod? With how
many vain hopes is it shaded! with how many good resolutions, never fulfilled,
is it paved! Where are the dreams of ambition in which, twelve years ago, we
indulged? Where are the aspirations that fired us—the passions that consumed us
then? Has our success in life been commensurate with our own desires—with the
anticipations formed of us by others? Or, are we not blighted in heart, as in
ambition? Has not the loved one been estranged by doubt, or snatched from us
by the cold hand of death? Is not the goal, towards which we pressed, further off
than ever—the prospect before us cheerless as the blank behind?—Enough of
this. " The Wastrel tried to reach
Ruth's lips. Gerald exchanged a puzzled glance with his friend. "
"But she would understand you; whereas she will never understand her father. There are the packets
which my Captain hazarded his life to procure for you, and which he said would
establish your right to the estates of the Trenchard family. Chapter IX
BRENDON’S LUCK
Anna sat in a chair in her room and sighed. Phillips Oppenheim
AUTHOR OF “THE SECRET”, “THE TRAITORS”, ETC. "It's a great world," was the manager's greeting.
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