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Now that the illumination had begun, however, it blazed to the zenith, and what he presently stood there gazing at was the sounded void of his life. NOW THAT THE ILLUMINATION HAD BEGUN HOWEVER IT BLAZED TO THE ZENITH AND WHAT HE PRESENTLY STOOD THERE GAZING AT WAS THE SOUNDED VOID OF HIS LIFE
reached him with a pang--that _he_, John Marcher, hadn't; the proof of which was precisely John Marcher's arid end. No passion had ever touched him, for this was what passion meant; he had survived and maundered and pined, but where had been _his_ deep ravage? The extraordinary thing we speak of was the sudden rush of the result of this question. The sight that had just met his eyes named to him, as in letters of quick flame, something he had utterly, insanely missed, and what he had missed made these things a train of fire, made them mark themselves in an anguish of inward throbs. He had seen _outside_ of his life, not learned it within, the way a woman was mourned when she had been loved for herself: such was the force of his conviction of the meaning of the stranger's face, which still flared for him as a smoky torch. It hadn't come to him, the knowledge, on the wings of experience; it had brushed him, jostled him, upset him, with the disrespect of chance, the insolence of accident. ED AND YET LIVE SOMETHING AND THIS REACHED HIM WITH A PANG THAT HE JOHN MARCHER HADN'T THE PROOF OF WHICH WAS PRECISELY JOHN MARCHER'S ARID END NO PASSION HAD EVER TOUCHED HIM FOR THIS WAS WHAT PASSION MEANT HE HAD SURVIVED AND MAUNDERED AND PINED BUT WHERE HAD BEEN HIS DEEP RAVAGE THE EXTRAORDINARY THING WE SPEAK OF WAS THE SUDDEN RUSH OF THE RESULT OF THIS QUESTION THE SIGHT THAT HAD JUST MET HIS EYES NAMED TO HIM AS IN LETTERS OF QUICK FLAME SOMETHING HE HAD UTTERLY INSANELY MISSED AND WHAT HE HAD MISSED MADE THESE THINGS A TRAIN OF FIRE MADE THEM MARK THEMSELVES IN AN ANGUISH OF INWARD THROBS HE HAD SEEN OUTSIDE OF HIS LIFE NOT LEARNED IT WITHIN THE WAY A WOMAN WAS MOURNED WHEN SHE HAD BEEN LOVED FOR HERSELF SUCH WAS THE FORCE OF HIS CONVICTION OF THE MEANING OF THE STRANGER'S FACE WHICH STILL FLARED FOR HIM AS A SMOKY TORCH IT HADN'T COME TO HIM THE KNOWLEDGE ON THE WINGS OF EXPERIENCE IT HAD BRUSHED HIM JOSTLED HIM UPSET HIM WITH THE DISRESPECT OF CHANCE THE INSOLENCE OF ACCIDENT
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