\'Northoughtmuchaboutit?\'
\'Notagreatdeal,\'Ianswered.
\'SaintGris!\'heexclaimedinalowtone.\'Anddoyouneverthinkofhell-fire——ofthewormwhichdiethnot,andthefirewhichshallnotbequenched?Doyouneverthinkofthat,M.deMarsac?\'
\'No,myfriend,never!\'Ianswered,risingimpatiently;foratthathour,andinthatsilent,gloomyroomIfoundhisconversationdispiriting.\'IbelievewhatIwastaughttobelieve,andIstrivetohurtnoonebuttheenemy.Ithinklittle;andifIwereyouIwouldthinkless.Iwoulddosomething,man——fight,play,work,anythingbutthink!Ileavethattoclerks.\'
\'Iamaclerk,\'heanswered.