Sybil, or the Two Nations by Earl of Beaconsfield Benjamin Disraeli
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peculiar character; one of those voices that instantly arrest
attention: gentle and yet solemn, earnest yet unimpassioned. With a step as whispering as his tone, the man who had been kneeling by the tomb, had unobserved joined his associate and Egremont. He hardly reached the middle height; his form slender, but well proportioned; his pale countenance, slightly marked with the small pox, was redeemed from absolute ugliness by a highly-intellectual brow, and large dark eyes that indicated deep sensibility and great quickness of apprehension. Though young, he was already a little bald; he was dressed entirely in black; the fairness of his linen, the neatness of his beard, his gloves much worn, yet carefully mended, intimated that his very faded garments were the result of necessity rather than of negligence. "You also lament the dissolution of these bodies," said Egremont. "There is so much to lament in the world in which we live," said the younger of the strangers, "that I can spare no pang for the past." "Yet you approve of the principle of their society; you prefer it, you say, to our existing life." "Yes; I prefer association to gregariousness." "That is a distinction," said Egremont, musingly. "It is a community of purpose that constitutes society," |
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