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hear, ourselves notwithstanding. If you have come, you, the 'outraged husband,' the 'deceived lover,' the 'forsaken wife,' intending to kill me, your arm will not be stayed by my most moving entreaty; but it may be that there will come towards you, at that moment, one of these unexpected forces; and my soul, knowing of their vigil near to me, may whisper a secret word whereby, haply, you shall be disarmed. These are the spheres wherein adventures come to issue, this is the dialogue whose echo should be heard. And it is this echo that one does hear—extremely attenuated and variable, it is true—in some of the great works mentioned above. But might we not try to draw nearer to the spheres where it is 'in reality' that everything comes to pass?

It would seem as though the endeavour were being made. Some time ago, when dealing with 'The Master Builder,' which