. "'Cos there's a gale a-getting up as'll perwent you, young freshwater," replied the tar. He seized a tray, squatted on the floor, and imitated the tom-tom. 225 “Sebastianus. The beautiful city that she had been awed by and even grown to love had been abandoned. They walked back to 118 hand in hand. ” They left the restaurant just as the rain slowed to a dull trickle, the fury of the storm exhausted, having left mirror puddles in its wake. She savored the sweetness of his lips, all of his great youth and passion and longed for his innocence, his complete lack of the knowledge of terrible things. “Yeah, I know. Pshaw!" added he, making an effort to subdue his emotion, "I can't leave you in this way. It was an unspoken curfew in the Beck house on week nights. You must forgive the poet’s license I take.
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