Hill sat up on the pavement and mopped the blood from his cheek. She felt the bedsprings coil as he moved from his seated position, entranced. It was no wonder, there was no money to buy food for the house. He had abandoned his oars, and the boat was drifting with the stream towards the enemy. She understood. The woman I wanted was another man's wife. On this I am resolved. We have seen great and sober-minded men come to this unholy city, and become degenerates. Love was joy, and joyous she was when alone. The pole-chair caravan resumed its journey. Gazing into each other's eyes with new-found rapture, neither observed the sudden appearance in the doorway of an elderly woman in travel-stained linen.
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