I'm used to insult as I am to misfortune, and am grown callous to both; but I'm not used to compassion, and know not how to take it. There is something that inspires a feeling of inexpressible melancholy in sailing on a dark night upon the Thames. "And I," muttered Jack. It’s just to feel—one owns one’s self.
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