Forgotten
utterly! This does not happen to be one of those revolutions which
men remember."
"No! men will not remember," said Pauline, with an elevation of voice
and manner almost oratorical. "Men will not remember, but there is a
memory in the world which forgets nothing."
"Do you know," said Caillaud, "I have always loved adventure, and at
times I look forward to death with curiosity and interest, just as if
I were going to a foreign country."
"Tell me," said Zachariah, "if there is anything I can do."
"Nothing. I would ask you to see that Pauline comes to no harm, but
she can take care of herself. I have nothing to give you in parting.
They have taken everything from me."
"What a brute I am! I shall never see you again, and I cannot
speak," sobbed Zachariah.
"Speak! What need is there of speaking? What is there which can be
said at such a time? To tell you the truth, Coleman, I hardly cared
about having you here. I did not want to imperil the calm which is
now happily upon me; we all of us have something unaccountable and
uncontrollable in us, and I do not know how soon it may wake in me.
But I did wish to see you, in order that your mind might be at peace
about me.
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