I am alone and dull and wondering, and in a blind revolt.

Why should all things change so, and what is this death which comes?
There must be some future world.

If there be not, what a failure is all the brutal material scheme.
One day Grant was clear of head, but weaker, and talked with me long of his affairs.
"I'm afraid I can't fight it out after all," he said, "though you mustn't let Jean and the children know that yet." We talked more of what I should do if the worst came, and then he sent for the children.

He addressed himself to the Ape first, the brave boy's eyes full of tears and his whole body trembling as he listened: "My boy, you are hardly a man yet, but I know your manliness.

If I cannot stay with you, you will become the practical head of the family.
Make them all proud of you.