Spurlock dove headlong at the other's legs, toppling the
man. But send me word. 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. "
"You are the kindest man I have ever known," said Ruth, unashamed of her tears. “My only answer
would be to ask you to look at that mirror and then at the poster. His first wife. Shall I
make an appointment for you?”
Miss Kitty Brett was one of the most conspicuous leaders of the movement. She could smell him almost as
strongly as she could the new paint on the fire escape
walls, along with the wool suit and the weird polyester
smell of his wet umbrella. His hot juices coursed into her in quick bursts.
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