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A Day of Fate

Chapter 3 RETURNING CONSCIOUSNESS

Word Count: 1234    |    Released on: 29/11/2017

Then I was glad I was awake, and that my confused and hateful dreams, of which no distinct memory remained, had vanished. The only thing I

joyed this negative condition of complete inertia. The thought floated through my mind that I was like a new-born child, that knows n

became slightly curious about myself. Why had I slept so pro

emember anything; I don't know where I am, and don't much care; nor do I know what my experience will be when I fully rouse myself. This is like beginni

, heavy with a strange, painless inertia,

ht I had heard before, trying to hush and reassure the child, and I began to th

among my sluggish nerves. Surely I had heard that sound before, and curiosit

my whole weak and wavering attention. My first thought was: "How very pretty she is!" Then, "What is she looking at so steadfastly from the window

ed to have the power of noting everything distinctly, but I couldn't understand or account for what I saw. Who was

e only smiling instead of crying, I would like to dream on forever. How strangely fam

aralyzed memory an impetus and suggestion, by

med as if she were always laughing, and that the birds might well stop singing to listen. Now she is crying here in my room. I half believe it's an apparition, and that if I speak it will vanish. Perhaps it is a warning that she's in trouble somewhere, and that I ought to go to h

ut my slight movement caused her to look around, and in answer to m

said, "can it be

den and glad lighting up of he

u know-that I had the odd-impression-that you were an apparition-and had come to me-as a token-that-you were in trouble-and I tri

by her gesture tri

ask?" she said, in

"Little need of your

well speedily; don't t

h. Oh, I'm so glad you

, but will soon get we

ll Mrs.

ere. So I've been ill-and you have taken care of me;" and I gave a deep sigh of satisfaction.

oor. Then, as if mastered by an impulse, she returned,

live, or else I can

ith a low laugh. "I'm not such a foo

n suddenly her face became very pale, and she ev

ocomb came in, full o

murmured, "I am glad I

, in low, fervent tones, "thee's goin

hat Zilla

so sick, but she'll laugh now when I tell he

kind hear

pour out something, which I swallowed unquestion

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“1880. The book begins: Another month's work will knock Morton into pi, was a remark that caught my ear as I fumed from the composing-room back to my private office. I had just irately blamed a printer for a blunder of my own, and the words I overheard reminded me of the unpleasant truth that I had recently made a great many senseless blunders, over which I chafed in merciless self-condemnation. For weeks and months my mind had been tense under the strain of increasing work and responsibility. It was my nature to become absorbed in my tasks, and, as night editor of a prominent city journal, I found a limitless field for labor. See other titles by this author available from Kessinger Publishing.”
1 Chapter 1 THE DAY AFTER2 Chapter 2 IT WAS INEVITABLE 3 Chapter 3 RETURNING CONSCIOUSNESS4 Chapter 4 IN THE DARK5 Chapter 5 A FLASH OF MEMORY6 Chapter 6 WEAKNESS7 Chapter 7 OLD PLOD IDEALIZED8 Chapter 8 AN IMPULSE9 Chapter 9 A WRETCHED FAILURE10 Chapter 10 IN THE DEPTHS11 Chapter 11 POOR ACTING12 Chapter 12 THE HOPE OF A HIDDEN TREASURE13 Chapter 13 THE OLD MEETING-HOUSE AGAIN14 Chapter 14 LOVE TEACHING ETHICS15 Chapter 15 DON'T THINK OF ME 16 Chapter 16 RICHARD17 Chapter 17 MY WORST BLUNDER18 Chapter 18 MRS. YOCOMB'S LETTERS19 Chapter 19 ADAH20 Chapter 20 THANKSGIVING DAY21 Chapter 21 RIPPLES ON DEEP WATER