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going home. I am soon to exhale from my flesh, like the spirit of a broken flower. Exultemus forever!' ***** "It is very wild. His mind was in a fever-craze. Here is a passage that seems to refer to his own experience of life:

"'Your friendship was dear to me. I give you true love. Stocks and returns. You are rich, but I did not wish to be your bounty's pauper. Could I beg? I had my work to do for the world, but oh! the world has no place for souls that can only love and suffer. How many miles to Babylon? Threescore and ten. Not so far—not near so far! Ask starvelings—they know. ***** I wanted to do the world good and the world has killed me, Charles.'"

"It frightens me," said Nathalie, as he paused.

"We will read no more," he replied sombrely. "It belongs to the psychology of madness. To me, who knew him, there are gleams of sense in it, and passages where the delirium of the language is only a transparent veil on the meaning. All the remainder is devoted to what he thought

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