“I won’t have you quarrelling and crying in the Avenue,” he said. ” He paused for a moment, and then suddenly continued. In her ears there was a medley of sound: wailing music, rumbling tom-toms and sputtering firecrackers. Here was a terrific figure gnashing his teeth, and howling like a wild beast;—there a lover, with hands clasped together and eyes turned passionately upward. No breakfast, he’s had no dinner, hardly a mouthful of soup— since yesterday at tea. She was new, unlike any other woman he had met in all his wide travel. It lay undisturbed in the remotest corner of the recess. Her spirit awoke in dismay to an affection in ruins, to the immense undignified disaster that had come to them.
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