"You needn't gag me," he added, "I'll not cry out. Mirages, over which he was constantly throwing bridges which were wasted efforts, since invariably they spanned solid ground. All through the love music of the second act, until the hunting horns of Mark break in upon the dream, Ann Veronica’s consciousness was flooded with the perception of a man close beside her, preparing some new thing to say to her, preparing, perhaps, to touch her, stretching hungry invisible tentacles about her. This one was Henry Esmond, that one the melancholy Marius, and so forth and so on; never any villains.
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