The Tragic Comedians. Enlarged from the Fortnightly Review

The Tragic Comedians. Enlarged from the Fortnightly Review

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1881 edition. Excerpt: ...of life and hard view of its reality made them seem a soft reminder of what life had been. Alvan had gone. Her natural blankness of imagination read his absence as an entire relinquishment: it knelled in a vacant chamber. He had gone; he had committed an irretrievable error, he had given up a fight of his own vain provoking, that was too severe for him: he was not the lover ne fancied himself, or not the lord of men she had fancied him. Her excessive misery would not suffer a picture of him, not one clear recollection of him, to stand before her. He who should have been at hand had gone, and she was fearfully beset, almost lifeless; and being abandoned, her blank night of imagination felt that there was nothing left for her save to fall upon those nearest. She gave her submission to her mother. In her mind, during the last wrestling with a weakness that was alternately her love and her cowardice, the interpretation of the act ran: "He may come, and I am his if he comes: and if not I am bound to my people." He had taught her to rely on him blindly, and thus she did it inanimately while cutting herself loose from him. In a similar mood the spiritual waverer vows to believe if the saint will appear. However, she submitted. Then there was joy in the family, and she tasted their caresses. CHAPTER IX. After his deed of loftiness Alvan walked to his hotel, where the sight of the room Clotilde had entered that morning caught his breath. He proceeded to write his first letter to General von Riidiger, repressing his heart's intimations that he had stepped out of the friendly path, and was on a strange and tangled one. The sense of power in him was leonine enough to promise the forcing of a way whithersoever the path: yet did that ghost of her figure more

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  • Paperback | 60 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 3mm | 127g
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  • English
  • black & white illustrations
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  • 9781236681171