And you are young -- life is before you -- you will have many beautiful years yet . '' `` Perhaps I shall be able to look at it in that way after a while , Anne . Just now I feel too tired and indifferent to think about the future . I 'm -- I 'm -- Anne , I 'm lonely . I miss Dick . Is n't it all very strange ? Do you know , I was really fond of poor Dick -- George , I suppose I should say -- just as I would have been fond of a helpless child who depended on me for everything . I would never have admitted it -- I was really ashamed of it -- because , you see , I had hated and despised Dick so much before he went away . When I heard that Captain Jim was bringing him home I expected I would just feel the same to him . But I never did -- although I continued to loathe him as I remembered him before . From the time he came home I felt only pity -- a pity that hurt and wrung me . I supposed then that it was just because his accident had made him so helpless and changed . But now I believe it was because there was really a different personality there . Carlo knew it , Anne -- I know now that Carlo knew it . I always thought it strange that Carlo should n't have known Dick . Dogs are usually so faithful . But HE knew it was not his master who had come back , although none of the rest of us did . I had never seen George Moore , you know . I remember now that Dick once mentioned casually that he had a cousin in Nova Scotia who looked as much like him as a twin ; but the thing had gone out of my memory , and in any case I would never have thought it of any importance . You see , it never occurred to me to question Dick 's identity .
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