Her eyes turned from him and looked out across the sea. And her thoughts went on beyond sea, and land, and sun. But he could only look at her.
And presently her eyes came back to his. They looked in each other’s faces long, but did not speak.
Then slowly, slowly and bitterly they drew their eyes away and set their unwilling faces toward the north; and lingering, step by step, they came side by side along the sands again, parted, and went their allotted, divided ways.
THE IMAGE OF SAN DONATO.
By Virginia W. Johnson.
⁂ Harper’s Magazine, January, 1879.
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“Buy the respect of the insolent.”—Turkish Proverb.