” She looked at him with fluttering eyelids—sweetly grateful. She would never look squarely at these dream forms that mocked the social order in which she lived, never admit she listened to the soft whisperings in her ear. Mild, you know, and boon. All at once they came to the top, the faded blue sky overhead, and whichever way he looked, the horizon, the great rocking circle which hemmed them in. Instinctively she knew—some human recollection she had inherited—that she must not disturb him in this man-agony. To Gerald’s eye, the refugees therefore presented a rather forlorn little group, almost huddling together and chattering in low tones in their own tongue. The Old Mint III. “I think,” he said, “that you have found the real home of the lotus-eaters.
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