Even Capes had been for her merely an excitant to passionate love—a mere idol at whose feet one could enjoy imaginative wallowings. Where her husband saw only two youngsters in the mating mood, she felt that tragedy in some phase lurked in this room—if only in the loneliness of these two, without kith or kin apparently, thousands of miles from home. “Very likely,” he answered. If my conjectures are right, this boy would stay there indefinitely. She thought of the marvellous beauty of skin, and all the delightfulness of living texture. It was a boy baby cooing in swaddling clothes, a baby who had just been born to the butcher's servant across the alley, the maid Isobella who trailed behind, beaming. Not a bark could be discerned on the river, except those already mentioned.
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