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I felt him directing my looks to what I beheld, shaping my thoughts whitherward they went; but it pleased him to remain invisible.

Messire, whitherward is the stable?

So he pursued his way till night descended upon him, and still he drove ever forward, he knew not whitherward.

Your own mind, in common with the sages of all time, long brooded over the idea, and oftentimes have you exclaimed, in agony and dismay—Whitherward!

"Whitherward, indeed!" exclaimed I, aloud, shuddering at the sepulchral sound of my voice.