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395 because it has devoured my existence--I am swallowed in the anticipation of its fulfilment. “My confessions have not relieved me--but they may account for some otherwise unaccountable phases of humour which I show. O, God! It is a long fight; I wish it were over!” He began to pace the room, muttering terrible things to himself; till I was inclined to believe, as he said Joseph did, that conscience had turned his heart to an earthly hell. I wondered greatly how it would end. Though he seldom before had revealed this state of mind, even by looks, it was his habitual mood, I had no doubt: he asserted it himself--but not a soul, from his general bearing, would have conjectured the fact. You did not, when you saw him, Mr. Lockwood--and at the period of which I speak, he was just the same as then, only fonder of continued solitude, and perhaps still more laconic in company. |
