"I must go. The latter haughtily returned his salutation, and flung himself, as if exhausted, into a chair. But that instinct is severely dampened most of the time. In the distance a barrel-organ was grinding out a pot pourri of popular airs. This man was her husband in the eyes of both God and man. She mentally reprimanded herself to alter her own visage so as not to appear depraved. It was all highly intriguing. There was a strip of old rose brocade in the making that set an ache in the girl's heart for the want of it. If only to say goodbye. Oh, the scent of the flowers that day, the delicious quiet, the swallows that dived before us in the river.
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