H. B. Marriott Watson

H. B. Marriott Watson

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Portrait of H. B. Marriott Watson H. B. Marriott Watson The Castle by the Sea — Chapter 22 (1909)

He was afraid of the wolves, Perdita, because they were strange things to him. This child was not afraid of the darkness. He knew it could not hurt him. Night is benignant, and in its kindly shadows all the hurts and ills of the day are healed. There is no terror in the darkness to those who are wise. The child was wise. For one thing he knew that light and darkness are but figments of a finite mind, differing infinitesimally; and that all light comes from within, and that the soul may be like a paradise of fairy lights, when all is night without. Give me your hand, Perdita.
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Portrait of H. B. Marriott Watson H. B. Marriott Watson The Castle by the Sea — Chapter 22 (1909)

It was so funny to think of Norroy's bottled ale. If I could only hypnotize Perdita into sleep!
"I shut my eyes," I said, "and I see a shore and it is rosy with dawn, and the sun goes ever higher, and the shore gets ever brighter. And it is n't far away."
"That's the shore we never reach; it is the shore we dream of," said Perdita, in a low voice.
"Our dreams are best, Perdita," said I.
"Yes, dreams are best," she sighed and crept closer. "You once said I was cynical about ideals. But I'm not really. I believe in ideals. I am glad I have had ideals."
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Portrait of H. B. Marriott Watson H. B. Marriott Watson The Castle by the Sea — Chapter 22 (1909)

See, at a flash it leaps into broad day. What do you see now? Shut your eyes. Forget."
"I see the sun on the Castle gardens," said Perdita, breathing fast, "and the rhododendrons and the growing Mary-lilies and the sweet-william in Mrs. Lane's garden, and below the estuary and sails on it—ah!" she gulped down something.
"Don't be afraid of the wolves," I whispered. "Don't you see the shore beyond and the light on the woods?"
"Yes," said Perdita, "and the clouds big in heaven, and the blue and—oh, I cannot bear it!" she broke off.
"Go on about the kid," said Norroy.
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