"Existence is neither aimless nor hopeless to me now, and it was both three months ago. I was then drowning, and rather wished the operation over. All at once a hand was stretched to me--such a delicate hand I scarcely dared trust it; its strength, however, has rescued me from ruin."

Existence is neither aimless nor hopeless to me now," said Moore, "and it was both three months ago. I was then drowning. All at once a hand was stretched to me - such a delicate hand I scarcely dared trust it; its strength, however, has rescued me from ruin."
