"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 " 34 40 . . 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 upon a snowy 190 Allowed his head to drop on his breast, as if saddened by the vanity of human ambition This was his passing. This-. 208 326 388 |