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They
say
that
the
white
man
sent
right
and
left
at
all
those
faces
a
proud
and
unflinching
glance
.
Then
with
his
hand
over
his
lips
he
fell
forward
,
dead
.
'
And
that
's
the
end
.
He
passes
away
under
a
cloud
,
inscrutable
at
heart
,
forgotten
,
unforgiven
,
and
excessively
romantic
.
Not
in
the
wildest
days
of
his
boyish
visions
could
he
have
seen
the
alluring
shape
of
such
an
extraordinary
success
!
For
it
may
very
well
be
that
in
the
short
moment
of
his
last
proud
and
unflinching
glance
,
he
had
beheld
the
face
of
that
opportunity
which
,
like
an
Eastern
bride
,
had
come
veiled
to
his
side
.
'
But
we
can
see
him
,
an
obscure
conqueror
of
fame
,
tearing
himself
out
of
the
arms
of
a
jealous
love
at
the
sign
,
at
the
call
of
his
exalted
egoism
.
He
goes
away
from
a
living
woman
to
celebrate
his
pitiless
wedding
with
a
shadowy
ideal
of
conduct
.
Is
he
satisfied
--
quite
,
now
,
I
wonder
?
We
ought
to
know
.
He
is
one
of
us
--
and
have
I
not
stood
up
once
,
like
an
evoked
ghost
,
to
answer
for
his
eternal
constancy
?
Was
I
so
very
wrong
after
all
?
Now
he
is
no
more
,
there
are
days
when
the
reality
of
his
existence
comes
to
me
with
an
immense
,
with
an
overwhelming
force
;
and
yet
upon
my
honour
there
are
moments
too
when
he
passes
from
my
eyes
like
a
disembodied
spirit
astray
amongst
the
passions
of
this
earth
,
ready
to
surrender
himself
faithfully
to
the
claim
of
his
own
world
of
shades
.
'
Who
knows
?
He
is
gone
,
inscrutable
at
heart
,
and
the
poor
girl
is
leading
a
sort
of
soundless
,
inert
life
in
Stein
's
house
Stein
has
aged
greatly
of
late
.
He
feels
it
himself
,
and
says
often
that
he
is
"
preparing
to
leave
all
this
;
preparing
to
leave
...
"
while
he
waves
his
hand
sadly
at
his
butterflies
.
'
September
1899
--
July
1900
.