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The argument from the connection of brain-lesions with loss of memory is not so strong as it looks, though it has also, some weight.
It was plain, pitiably plain, that he was aware of his own defect of memory, and that he was bent on hiding it from the observation of his friends.
"I am not such a very old man, yet--and my memory (thank God) is to be thoroughly depended on!"
"I wish I could say the same of my memory," I answered.
Blake, wasn't it?" He nodded and smiled, and appeared to think, poor fellow, that he had succeeded in concealing the total failure of his memory, by a well-timed exertion of his own presence of mind.
Trumpery little scandals and quarrels in the town, some of them as much as a month old, appeared to recur to his memory readily.
On repeating the phrase, he seemed to feel hardly as certain of having prevented me from suspecting his lapse of memory, as he had felt on the first occasion.
The effort of remembering that he wanted to speak to me was, but too evidently, the only effort that his enfeebled memory was now able to achieve.
The music of life would be mute if the chords of memory were snapped asunder.
Hiding, he let them pass, and then resumed his way toward the charred ruins of the home he had been almost upon the point of recalling to his memory.
The river lured him by the shortest path toward its refreshing waters, and when he had drunk, night already had fallen and he was some half mile or more down stream from the point where he had seen the pile of yellow ingots, and where he hoped to meet the memory woman, or find some clew to her whereabouts or her identity.
Everything seemed to elude him--the pretty pebbles, the yellow metal, the she, his memory. Tarzan was disgusted.
The blow shattered your memory. You are John Clayton, Lord Greystoke--don't you remember?"
The forgotten name had reawakened the returning memory that had been struggling to reassert itself.
The girl blushed in mortification at the very thought that she could cling so resolutely to the memory of a total stranger, and--still greater humiliation--long in the secret depths of her soul to see him again.