I'll call it my wedding gift. But in its stead—toward morning—there appeared another idea which appealed to him as sublime, appealed to the primitive conscience, to his artistic sense of the drama, to the poet and the novelist in him. It was if the world had blinked out for a moment. ’ *** Gerald Alderley stepped out of a house he had been visiting in Hamilton Place and the door closed behind him. “I mean to go to that dance!” she blubbered. I had dreamt of the olive grove beyond the courtyard I had once been fascinated 198 with as a boy. He loved the sea, and could give a good account of himself in any weather. "The end is the most beautiful in English literature.
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