The Flight of the Shadow by George MacDonald
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"What are you glad of?"
"That I came--because I've found you. I came to look for you." "Why did you come to-night more than any other night?" "Because I wanted so much to see you. I thought I might be of use to you." "You are always of use to me; but why did you think of it just to-night?" "I don't know.--I am older than I was last night," I replied. He seemed to understand me, and asked me no more questions. All the time, we had been standing still in the storm. He took Zoe's head and turned it toward home. The dear creature set out with slow leisurely step, heedless apparently of storm and stable. She knew who was by her side, and he must set the pace! As we went my uncle seemed lost in thought--and no wonder! for how could the sight we had seen be accounted for! Or what might it indicate? Many were the strange tales I had read, and my conviction was that the vision belonged to the inexplicable. It grew upon me that I had seen my uncle's double. That he should see his own double would not in itself have much surprised me--or, indeed, that I should see it; but I had never read of another person seeing a double at the same time with the person doubled. During the next few days I sought hard for some possible explanation of what had occurred, but could find nothing parallel to it |
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