The poet's appearance altogether was highly prepossessing. “HASSELL’S CAMP, “NEAR COLORADO. At this time of day the priest would be at his apartments in Brewer Street, a short walk away from Golden Square which the building overlooked. The chromatic fiction with which he relieved his mind glanced but slightly at this aspect of life, and never with any quality of guidance. Cars rushed by on the street, swerving into the middle of the two lane road to avoid the knee-deep puddles forming around sewer grates. “Odd!” she said.
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