It was a gorgeous May evening, the air redolent with the soapy purple scents of hyacinth and lilac. As he stood upon the bridge, he held down the light, and looked into the profound abyss. Moreover, atrociously and inexorably, he allowed it to appear ever and again in horrible gleams that he suspected there was some man in the case. “She must go her own way.
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