The Unfathomed Gulf

Marianne remarked that she supposed some one must be very ill, as mister bates had been sent for at that time of th evening. She went into the house. I stayed behind a few minutes to plant in my garden a handful of roots i had dug up in the forest and which i feared would wither if i left them till the morning. This world is pleasant. It would be dreary to be called from it and to have to go who knows where. And then my mind made its first earnest effort to comprehend what had been infused into it concerning heaven and hell. And for the first time, glancing behind, on each side and before it, it saw

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