She tipped his mouth towards her own and kissed him. Not once during the ceremony did the two look at each other, but riveted their gaze upon the lips of the man who was forging the bands: gazed intensively, as if they feared the world might vanish before the last word of the ceremony was spoken. She would never look squarely at these dream forms that mocked the social order in which she lived, never admit she listened to the soft whisperings in her ear. “I have made over seven hundred pounds in the last week,” he said. He fancied that the whole fabric of the bridge was cracking over head,—that the arch was tumbling upon him,—that the torrent was swelling around him, whirling him off, and about to bury him in the deafening abyss. He seemed to be hesitating between two courses of action. "What's that?" "The old human cry of something for nothing; but with you it is in reverse. He said that for him beauty justified life, that he could not imagine a good action that was not a beautiful one nor any beautiful thing that could be altogether bad. “No man can realize,” she said, “what that pit can be. " "Anything else, Sir?" "No:—stay! you'd better not bring up any silver forks or spoons. . And yet—you millionaires should really, I think, cultivate the art of discrimination. Women are made like the potter’s vessels —either for worship or contumely, and are withal fragile vessels.
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