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ahead, no weighing of possibilities nor probabilities. And now the iridescent bubble, blown in the sunlight, had vanished.
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He strove to imagine what life was
going to be without her. Of course,
ultimately he would cease caring;
human nature was like that; but even
then, he fancied, he would always feel
that he had been cheated out of something
rightfully his. And until the
time to cease caring came he was
going to care very much. Already
things were changed, he thought,
wonderingly; the sunlight had faded;
the blue sky no longer looked its
best; the vines and bushes along the
road were dusty and bedraggled like
a sloven's skirt; the breeze held a
chill.
If only she had left him a ray of hope, no matter how dim. Had she
