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The change from his old sense to his new was absolute and final: what was to happen had so absolutely and finally happened that he was as little able to know a fear for his future as to know a hope; so absent in short was any question of anything still to come. THE CHANGE FROM HIS OLD SENSE TO HIS NEW WAS ABSOLUTE AND FINAL WHAT WAS TO HAPPEN HAD SO ABSOLUTELY AND FINALLY HAPPENED THAT HE WAS AS LITTLE ABLE TO KNOW A FEAR FOR HIS FUTURE AS TO KNOW A HOPE SO ABSENT IN SHORT WAS ANY QUESTION OF ANYTHING STILL TO COME
 lifting the veil from his image at some moment of the past (what had he done, after all, if not lift it to _her_?) so to do this to-day, to talk to people at large of the Jungle cleared and confide to them that he now felt it as safe, would have been not only to see them listen as to a goodwife's tale, but really to hear himself tell one. What it presently came to in truth was that poor Marcher waded through his beaten grass, where no life stirred, where no breath sounded, where no evil eye seemed to gleam from a possible lair, very much as if vaguely looking for the Beast, and still more as if acutely missing it. He walked about in an existence that had grown strangely more spacious, and, stopping fitfully in places where the undergrowth of life struck him as closer, asked himself yearningly, wondered secretly and sorely, if it would have lurked here or there. It would have at all events sprung; what was at least complete was his belief in the truth itself of the assurance given him.  ANY RATE HAVE CONCEIVED LIFTING THE VEIL FROM HIS IMAGE AT SOME MOMENT OF THE PAST WHAT HAD HE DONE AFTER ALL IF NOT LIFT IT TO HER SO TO DO THIS TO DAY TO TALK TO PEOPLE AT LARGE OF THE JUNGLE CLEARED AND CONFIDE TO THEM THAT HE NOW FELT IT AS SAFE WOULD HAVE BEEN NOT ONLY TO SEE THEM LISTEN AS TO A GOOD WIFE'S TALE BUT REALLY TO HEAR HIMSELF TELL ONE WHAT IT PRESENTLY CAME TO IN TRUTH WAS THAT POOR MARCHER WADED THROUGH HIS BEATEN GRASS WHERE NO LIFE STIRRED WHERE NO BREATH SOUNDED WHERE NO EVIL EYE SEEMED TO GLEAM FROM A POSSIBLE LAIR VERY MUCH AS IF VAGUELY LOOKING FOR THE BEAST AND STILL MORE AS IF ACUTELY MISSING IT HE WALKED ABOUT IN AN EXISTENCE THAT HAD GROWN STRANGELY MORE SPACIOUS AND STOPPING FITFULLY IN PLACES WHERE THE UNDERGROWTH OF LIFE STRUCK HIM AS CLOSER ASKED HIMSELF YEARNINGLY WONDERED SECRETLY AND SORELY IF IT WOULD HAVE LURKED HERE OR THERE IT WOULD HAVE AT ALL EVENTS SPRUNG WHAT WAS AT LEAST COMPLETE WAS HIS BELIEF IN THE TRUTH ITSELF OF THE ASSURANCE GIVEN HIM
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