He was in trouble and she could not help him; that was the ache in her heart. She found herself mildly entertained by staring at the houses through the rain as she walked home, all cast in a gray blurry film noir gauze of rain. He hadn't gambled or played the horses or hit the booze back there in little old New York…. ” Pause. A traffic of copious barges slumbered over the face of the river-barges either altogether stagnant or dreaming along in the wake of fussy tugs; and above circled, urbanely voracious, the London seagulls.
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