In passing, why do we fear death? For our sins? Rather, isn't it the tremendous
inherent human curiosity to know what is going to happen to-morrow that causes
us to wince at the thought of annihilation? A subconscious resentment against
the idea of entering darkness while our neighbour will proceed with his petty
affairs as usual?
"It's nip and tuck," said the doctor; "but we'll pull him through. She spoke slowly. "
"Never!" shrieked Mrs. "We're too wide awake for that. And, if ever I'm brought to the
gallows, I shall lay my death at her door. "You have behaved like a man of honour, Sir Rowland," said Wild, after he had
twice told over the money. Meantime, as the doctor was splitting his breakfast orange, he heard a
commotion in his office, two rooms removed: volleys of pidgin English, one
voice in protest, the other dominant.
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