Then he turned with a fierce movement to take her into his arms. ’ Gerald laughed. Imagination, coloured by the obscurity, peopled the air with phantoms. Part 7 Then one day a little thing happened that clothed itself in significance. These were less like streets than labyrinths, hewn through an eternal twilight. What he needed most in this hour was a bottle of American rye-whisky and a friendly American bar-keep to talk to. He was a fool. The black clad students streamed slowly to their positions carrying their instruments like offerings to the pilgrimage. But I know a little place where we’ll get a little quiet talk. Her father was right: Ruth must never know. There was no past, no future, only this exhilarating present.
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