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This novel was written in 1891. It begins: "I mean to be true to myself - true to my convictions", ejaculated Alexander Larkin, impetuously, and the echo flung back the words with the same impetuosity from the rock opposite. "I mean to succeed", said Horace, his brother, and the echo immediately asserted, with the same positiveness, that it meant to succeed. "Do let us row further up the lake, where we can escape that ridiculous echo", said Alexander, striking the water with his oars. "All right", assented his brother.