Will you find your destiny, I wonder, or will you go through
life like so many others—a wanderer, knocking ever at empty doors, homeless to
the last? Oh, if one could but find the way to your heart. He's
a model of conjugal attachment and fidelity, a pattern to his family, and an
example to his neighbours. I picked up her handkerchief on the floor. There
was an eerie sense of brooding menace about an uninhabited establishment. “Which one?”
“The one whose life you have been making a burden, who has been all the time
shielding her sister. Somewhere she
had read that it was the proper thing to do and that men liked to be alone with
their tobacco. They heard his
footsteps descending the stone staircase, growing fainter and fainter.
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