He
was always in a state of semi-intoxication, but he was always gentle with me. "Nobody composes any more, nobody paints, nobody writes—I mean, on a par
with what we've just heard. She shattered the edifice he was building up of
himself as a devoted lover, waiting only his chance to win her from a hopeless
and consuming passion. It was still so dark, that nothing could be distinguished except
the heavy masses of timber by which the premises were surrounded; but as they
advanced, lights were visible in some of the windows. He removed his
cockaded hat, putting it down between them as he sat at the other end, placing
himself at an angle and, crossing his legs, leaned back at his ease, his eyes fixed
on her face. The ripple of the water against the boat, as its keel cleaves
through the stream—the darkling current hurrying by—the indistinctly-seen
craft, of all forms and all sizes, hovering around, and making their way in ghostlike silence, or warning each other of their approach by cries, that, heard from
afar, have something doleful in their note—the solemn shadows cast by the
bridges—the deeper gloom of the echoing arches—the lights glimmering from
the banks—the red reflection thrown upon the waves by a fire kindled on some
stationary barge—the tall and fantastic shapes of the houses, as discerned
through the obscurity;—these, and other sights and sounds of the same character,
give a sombre colour to the thoughts of one who may choose to indulge in
meditation at such a time and in such a place. But just now
there is nothing which you or anybody can do.
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