He was only a younger son, and you know what trouble we had. The houses overhung in a frightful manner, and looked as if the next gust would precipitate them into the river. I begin to understand Jane Austen and chintz covers and decency and refinement and all the rest of it. All at once she became aware of sounds outside. Where was this kindly world she had drawn so rosily in fancy? Disillusion everywhere. ‘But on the off chance—slim, I grant you —that there is a spy down there, I don’t want to miss the fun. Husbands and wives, young lovers, and mothers with strollers thronged in the streets, all savoring the fine cool weather. "My coat!" he repeated, his glance burning into hers. She was about to rush to his side, when she saw his clenched hands rise and fall upon the sand repeatedly.
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