gutenberg. She turned to the stage, and Tristan was wounded in Kurvenal’s arms, with
Isolde at his feet, and King Mark, the incarnation of masculine force and
obligation, the masculine creditor of love and beauty, stood over him, and the
second climax was ending in wreaths and reek of melodies; and then the curtain
was coming down in a series of short rushes, the music had ended, and the
people were stirring and breaking out into applause, and the lights of the
auditorium were resuming. “Well?” she said, sitting down again. He knew not what to say, or what to do; and
his confusion was increased by the threatening gestures and furious looks of the
ruffians in his immediate vicinity. Morningside Park had been passive and defective; all this
rushed about and was active, but it was still defective.
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