“But you must forgive me, John. But his treasured dream lay shattered at his feet. It had rained during the night, and the patch-work pavement was greasy with mud. The dream flowers and is harvested, and we are left by the wayside, having served our singular purpose in the scheme of progress: as the orange is tossed aside when sucked of its ruddy juice. She knew that in her new rôle she was as likely as not to be a rank failure. "Don't exchange glances with him under my very nose, woman!" shrieked Mrs. She felt a little ashamed of herself, a bit of a hypocrite. ‘What do you mean?’ ‘You have papers of identity, for the Mother Abbess told me so. To her mind, recalling the picture of him the night before, there had been something tragic in the grim silent manner of his tippling. I wanted the magic of love. I hope you won’t mind if I say first that I think it does me an extraordinary honor that you should think of any one like myself so highly and seriously, and, secondly, that I wish it had not been written. ‘And certainly I wish that Joan will come with us.
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