He regretted— more deeply than he could say—the occurrence of this evening. She sat there, a mark for boulevarders, the unconscious object of numberless wondering glances. In the circles into which he had been born, the passing on of land was of vital importance. The night had swallowed him up, but his work on her was done. I wanted the magic of love. We have lived under the same roof, but our ways seem to have lain wide apart. ” Mrs. ” “As long as you remain under my roof—” he began, and paused. She thought of how much she wanted to eat the foods she had once feasted on that now smelled as innocuous as spring flowers. "So that was it? And what the devil are you doing here, moping alone on the beach? Why aren't you with her in this hour of bitterness?" "What can I do?" "You can go to her and take her in your arms. " He then closed the lantern, mounted without much difficulty upon the roof, and proceeded cautiously along the tiles.
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