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 sharing every feeling, almost without knowing it himself.

Once, indeed, he seems to justify himself—

But indignant pride gives way to secret despair, mingled with an angry impatience. God must be dead—no living mother could so long resist a baby's cries. He will hold a funeral in effigy, and retire from the world for ever.

When the question of his going