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           ‘IcursethehourinwhichIwasborntosuchadestiny.’

           Helookedatherindoubtanddread,vacantlyrepeating:‘Cursethehour?Cursethehour?’

           ‘Howcouldyougivemelife,andtakefrommealltheinappreciablethingsthatraiseitfromthestateofconsciousdeath?Wherearethegracesofmysoul?Wherearethesentimentsofmyheart?Whathaveyoudone,Ofather,whathaveyoudone,withthegardenthatshouldhavebloomedonce,inthisgreatwildernesshere!’

           Shestruckherselfwithbothherhandsuponherbosom.

           ‘Ifithadeverbeenhere,itsashesalonewouldsavemefromthevoidinwhichmywholelifesinks.Ididnotmeantosaythis;but,father,yourememberthelasttimeweconversedinthisroom?’

           Hehadbeensowhollyunpreparedforwhatheheardnow,thatitwaswithdifficultyheanswered,‘Yes,Louisa.’

           ‘Whathasrisentomylipsnow,wouldhaverisentomylipsthen,ifyouhadgivenmeamoment’shelp.Idon’treproachyou,father.Whatyouhavenevernurturedinme,youhavenevernurturedinyourself;butO!ifyouhadonlydonesolongago,orifyouhadonlyneglectedme,whatamuchbetterandmuchhappiercreatureIshouldhavebeenthisday!’

           Onhearingthis,afterallhiscare,hebowedhisheaduponhishandandgroanedaloud.

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