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. One or
two of the tables were occupied by groups of fat frowzy women in flat caps, with
rings on their thumbs, and baskets by their sides; and no one who had listened
for a single moment to their coarse language and violent abuse of each other,
would require to be told they were fish-wives from Billingsgate. Righting,
however, instantly afterwards, she scudded with the greatest rapidity over the
boiling waves, to whose mercy she was now entirely abandoned. A little table covered with a damask cloth was dragged
out. “I am
excited to announce the premiere of my Concerto for
Violin and Orchestra, to be played tonight featuring solos
by our concertmaster, Lucy Albert. Against the walls hung an assortment of staves,
brown-bills, (weapons then borne by the watch,) muskets, handcuffs, great-coats,
and lanterns. Two hours had come and gone during this tantalizing occupation. For the rest, she derived her
ideas of the married state from the observed behavior of married women, which
impressed her in Morningside Park as being tied and dull and inelastic in
comparison with the life of the young, and from a remarkably various reading
among books.
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