He wished he had the time to solve this riddle, for it was a riddle, and four-square besides. Their talk drifted to the beauty of music, and they took that up again at tea-time. " "But I'm a poor man. Her tone was hoarse with passion. How long wilt thou forget me, O Lord? for ever? How long wilt thou hide thy face from me? She came upon the Song of Songs—which had been pasted down in the Enschede Bible—the burning litany of love; and from time to time she intoned some verse of tender lyric beauty. What was she going to do? One main idea possessed her: she must get away from home, she must assert herself at once or perish. . We have seen great and sober-minded men come to this unholy city, and become degenerates.
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