He was content to watch her accepting compliments and gaudy bouquets full of red roses, white carnations, and purple statice. The way—the way we are led on! We are taught to believe we are free in the world, to think we are queens. Lights glimmered in the windows of the different houses; and a lamp-lighter was running from post to post on his way to Snow Hill. His voice had changed, the joy had gone out of it; and she understood that something from the past had rolled up to spoil this hour.
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