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Chapter XLII. A Touch Of Spring: The Empty Shell

           

           PassingFifty-ninthStreet,hetookthewestsideofCentralPark,whichhefollowedtoSeventy-eighthStreet.Thenherememberedtheneighbourhoodandturnedovertolookatthemassofbuildingserected.Itwasverymuchimproved.Thegreatopenspaceswerefillingup.Comingback,hekepttotheParkuntil110thStreet,andthenturnedintoSeventhAvenueagain,reachingtheprettyriverbyoneo’clock.

           Thereitranwindingbeforehisgaze,shiningbrightlyintheclearlight,betweentheundulatingbanksontherightandthetall,tree-coveredheightsontheleft.Thespring-likeatmospherewokehimtoasenseofitsloveliness,andforafewmomentshestoodlookingatit,foldinghishandsbehindhisback.Thenheturnedandfollowedittowardtheeastside,idlyseekingtheshipshehadseen.Itwasfouro’clockbeforethewaningday,withitssuggestionofacoolerevening,causedhimtoreturn.Hewashungryandwouldenjoyeatinginthewarmroom.

           Whenhereachedtheflatbyhalf-pastfive,itwasstilldark.HeknewthatCarriewasnotthere,notonlybecausetherewasnolightshowingthroughthetransom,butbecausetheeveningpaperswerestuckbetweentheoutsideknobandthedoor.Heopenedwithhiskeyandwentin.Everythingwasstilldark.Lightingthegas,hesatdown,preparingtowaitalittlewhile.EvenifCarriedidcomenow,dinnerwouldbelate.Hereaduntilsix,thengotuptofixsomethingforhimself.

           Ashedidso,henoticedthattheroomseemedalittlequeer.Whatwasit?Helookedaround,asifhemissedsomething,andthensawanenvelopenearwherehehadbeensitting.

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