--Stephaneforos! What were they now but cerements shaken from the body of death--the fear he had walked in night and day, the incertitude that had ringed him round, the shame that had abased him within and without-- cerements, the linens of the grave? His soul had arisen from the grave of boyhood, spurning her grave-clothes. He never wrote to them--that may have been selfish, but it was a part of the flattery of his trust of me; for the way in which a man pays his highest tribute to a woman is apt to be but by the more festal celebration of one of the sacred laws of his comfort; and I held that I carried out the spirit of the pledge given not to appeal to him when I let my charges understand that their own letters were but charming literary exercises. The colonnade above him made him think vaguely of an ancient temple and the ashplant on which he leaned wearily of the curved stick of an augur. Fortunately, of all the great nations this country is best in a position to adopt that simple remedy.
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