And she found herself able to do nothing of the sort. Empty, silly, coarse brutes. All the rest of his existence was subordinate to this pursuit; he lived for it, worked for it, kept himself in training for it. These were less like streets than labyrinths, hewn through an eternal twilight. The two sisters were very fond of one another, I believe. "Oh, lud! what's that?" exclaimed a female voice, from an adjoining room. God had never answered any of her prayers. From the first I could see that neither believed my story. That is what terrified her: the consciousness that nothing in her life would be continuous, that she would no sooner form friendships (like the present) than relentless fate would thrust her into a new circle.
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