"Take a fool's advice, and scoot".

I felt that the light of Romance was going out of my

Castro, on his hands and knees, startled me by whispering at my feet: "Stand aside, señor "

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. . 166 Standing there, in the midst of the whispering, bareheaded, kneeling, and villainous crowd, I vivid vision of her pale, dim, pitiful face.

Like a shadow thrown from afar

had a

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Allowed his head to drop on his breast, as if saddened

by the vanity of human ambition

This was his passing. This-.

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