They took him over the soaking lawn, along the orchard, out by the wicket, into the avenue of copper-beech and acacia where last night they had stood together. There he beat his head against the senseless bark of the dripping trees and wept aloud. And the burst of his sobs mingled with the roaring of the wind as it swept over him and expended its wild tumult against the closed windows of her house.
Twin Souls (Dialogue).
Characters.
Ardilaun Vyse, a popular poet; and Cynicus Neere, an old bachelor.
Scene—A Smoking-Room.
Ardilaun. I can't think why we discuss it. It's as useless to expect sentiment from you as——
Cynicus. To import coals to Newcastle. Who hawks goods in a stocked market?
Ardilaun. One likes sympathy.