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 upon many seas. If he had not loved her, he would have mailed whenever he pleased; loving her, he sent only as many letters as he dared—these of a descriptive cast. There was a spirit in his feet that kept saying, "Follow whither I lead, and you will come to the place where you would be," and the blockheadedness of the high-souled kept answering, "I am not 'born'; I am not worthy," and the man sided with the blockheadedness and in righteous agony spurned the wise spirit.

The selfish hulk thought only of himself, as is often the case with selfish persons, and not at all of the girl who would have given her pretty ears for the sight of him, who had said as plainly as eyes can say at parting, "You are he," and who, when she was spurned—for no other word will cover the monstrous density of the man—did not draw herself up haughtily and say to her proud heart, "Oh, very well!" but became meek and humble, sweet to people whom she had formerly twitted, and said in the privacy