'Indeed, I gave you no answer to your question.

My life's work is non-existent.

All my old plans have come to nothing, and I have formed no new ones, no serious plans.

My life will be a failure, I suppose.' 'But you aim at success in politics ?' 'I suppose so.

I was thinking of the other things we used to speak of.' Emily hazarded a glance at him, as if to examine him again in this new light.
'You used to say,' she continued, 'that you felt in many ways suited for a political life.' 'Did I?
You mean at home, when I talked in a foolish way.