The ripple of the water against the boat, as its keel cleaves
through the stream—the darkling current hurrying by—the indistinctly-seen
craft, of all forms and all sizes, hovering around, and making their way in ghostlike silence, or warning each other of their approach by cries, that, heard from
afar, have something doleful in their note—the solemn shadows cast by the
bridges—the deeper gloom of the echoing arches—the lights glimmering from
the banks—the red reflection thrown upon the waves by a fire kindled on some
stationary barge—the tall and fantastic shapes of the houses, as discerned
through the obscurity;—these, and other sights and sounds of the same character,
give a sombre colour to the thoughts of one who may choose to indulge in
meditation at such a time and in such a place. If it was not an
actual personal lover, it still might be the lover not yet incarnate, not yet perhaps
suspected. "The devil!" ejaculated Jonathan. “Won’t you give
me your address?”
She shook her head. It is now a point of view, differing
widely, as the ignorant man differs from the educated. If I could but——”
To escape from her thoughts she began to undress, humming a light tune to
herself, though her eyes were hot with unshed tears, and the sobs kept rising in
her throat.
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