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Universe. The irresistible wheels of destiny passed on in their everlasting rotation, and I suffered myself to be carried along with them, without complaining."
CHAPTER XII.
Allan told me, that for some years past, feeling himself disengaged from every personal tye, but not alienated from human sympathies, it had been his taste, his humour he called it, to spend a great portion of his time in hospitals and lazar houses.
He
