You could walk the city streets and with every blink you could take in a new sight of beauty so great that your heart would weep for it. I stubbornly insisted that we wait, and you woke up. Or become a thorough-going typist and stenographer and secretarial expert. She was too delicate, too fragile to survive out there. He glanced downwards at the impetuous torrent, which he could perceive shooting past him with lightning swiftness in the gloom. “What is the exact force of a motif?” she asked at random. And when she learned that she had been doubly cheated, what then? His thoughts began to fall on her side of the scales, and his own misery grew lighter as he anticipated hers. " "Pearls!" "Sounds romantic, eh? Well, forty years ago the pearl game hereabouts was romantic; but there's only one real pearl region left—the Persian Gulf.
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