“Every one. Poe is all right, if
you don't mind nightmares. He singled out my poor husband from a crowd of other
felons; and you know how right he was in that case, Sir. But
this revulsion was engulfed by the succeeding waves of pity and understanding. The steps, even the pavements, were invaded by little knots of
loungers driven outside by the unusual heat of the evening, most of them in
evening dress, or what passed for evening dress in Montague Street. But a far
greater affliction was in store for her. Already the warm sun was drawing from the pines their delicious odour. The little streaks upon the
germinating area of an egg, the nervous movements of an impatient horse, the
trick of a calculating boy, the senses of a fish, the fungus at the root of a garden
flower, and the slime upon a sea-wet rock—ten thousand such things bear their
witness and are illuminated. The boy was bright and inquisitive as he was
subtle. M.
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