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Now, When Their Glances Met, They Understood One Another. The Power That Lay Within Both Their Souls Had Met, And, As It Were, Clasped Hands. They Accepted One Another's Sacrifice. Hers, Mayhap, Was The More Complete Of The Two, Because For Her His Absence Would Mean Weary Waiting, The Dull Heartache So Terrible To Bear.

There Is Such Wonderful Balm In Self-imposed Sacrifice.

Money And Titles May Be Hereditary," She Would Say, "but Brains Are Not,".

Sink Me! Your Taylors Have Betrayed You! T'wood Serve You Better To Send Them To Madam Guillotine

The Sound Of Distant Breakers Made Her Heart Ache With Melancholy. She Was In The Mood When The Sea Has A Saddening Effect Upon The Nerves. It Is Only When We Are Very Happy That We Can Bear To Gaze Merrily Upon The Vast And Limitless Expanse Of Water, Rolling On And On With Such Persistent, Irritating Monotony To The Accompaniment Of Our Thoughts, Whether Grave Or Gay. When They Are Gay, The Waves Echo Their Gaiety; But When They Are Sad, Then Every Breaker, As It Rolls, Seems To Bring Additional Sadness And To Speak To Us Of Hopelessness And Of The Pettiness Of All Our Joys.