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It seemed as though he heard words spoken from another world in a
heaven-like trance.
The voice said,--
"
He did well to go. This world was not worthy of him. Only I must go
with him. Father! I am not ill; I heard you speak just now. I am very
well, quite well. I was asleep. Father, I am going to be happy."
"My child," said Ursus in a voice of anguish, "what do you mean by
that?"
The answer was,--
"Father, do not be unhappy."
There was a pause, as if to take breath, and then these few words,
pronounced slowly, reached Gwynplaine.
"Gwynplaine is no longer here. It is now that I am blind. I knew not
what night was. Night is absence."
The voice stopped once more, and then continued,--
"I always feared that he would fly away. I felt that he belonged to
heaven. He has taken flight suddenly. It was natural that it should end
thus. The soul flies away like a bird. But the nest of the soul is in
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