And on Monday and Tuesday she had failed to find him here. As he stood upon the bridge, he held down the light, and looked into the profound abyss. I will go to-night. ” “I don’t want absolution. There was a moment’s breathless and disappointed silence. Her little bedsitting-room was like a lair, and she went out from it into this vast, dun world, with its smoke-gray houses, its glaring streets of shops, its dark streets of homes, its orange-lit windows, under skies of dull copper or muddy gray or black, much as an animal goes out to seek food. I shall quit this roof to-morrow. Through all he said ran one quality that pleased her—the quality of a man who feels that things can be done, that one need not wait for the world to push one before one moved. " "Mad as you are, you're the more sensible of the two, I must say," rejoined Jonathan. Niece and aunt regarded each other for a moment over their pockethandkerchiefs with watery but antagonistic eyes, each far too profoundly moved to see the absurdity of the position.
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