It was a gorgeous May evening, the air redolent with the soapy purple scents of hyacinth and lilac. Passing thought. And thus it was that she came upon a book of Stevenson's verse—her first adventure into poetry. She sat there, a mark for boulevarders, the unconscious object of numberless wondering glances. . "I could hang him now if I liked.
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