There was the world besides, looming darker and larger. Wood became sensible that he was not alone. I’ve made no one happy. In a little while—to-morrow—all these tender, beautiful emotions will pass away, and I'll become what I was yesterday, a cynical, miserly old spinster. The agony on the sands now ceased to puzzle her. Gerald noted the lady’s eyes brighten as she caught sight of him making his way through the throng towards her.
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