He was conscious of a peculiar pleasure in sitting there and thinking of those few hours which already were becoming to assume a definite importance in his mind—a place curiously apart from those dry-as-dust images which had become the gods of his prosaic life. " "There isn't an angel in heaven, Ruth, purer or sweeter than you are. “Stuffy these trees make the Avenue,” said Mr. If only there had not been this single torturing thought—a mere pin-prick, but still curiously persistent. I’d come back from the ends of the earth. " Quitting the night-cellar, the trio soon arrived at the riverside. Mrs. Immediately she had spoken of the loose button he knew that henceforth he must show no concern over the disposition of that coat. He haunted a state between hectic dreaming and mild delirium, and she found herself talking aloud to him. It was one of the secret troubles of her mind, this grotesque twist her ideas would sometimes take, as though they rebelled and rioted.
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