You want to think for a time, to be free for a
time. We can love on a
snow cornice, we can love over a pail of whitewash. Your purposes are defeated. “Oh, Lord!” she said, discovering what she was up to, and
dropped lightly from the fence upon the turf and went on her way toward the
crest. Such names shone
brightly in the darkness, with black spaces of unilluminated emptiness about
them, as stars shine in the night; but now—now it was different; now it was
dawn—the real dawn. The kiss was powerfully moving. It heralded you, promised
you. These fellows must be right,” he added
thoughtfully, “and yet—there’s a mystery somewhere. Morningside Park had been passive and defective; all this
rushed about and was active, but it was still defective.
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