FORE:All was silence as the galleyman proceeded; labour had ceased, the evening repast was made, and many of the inhabitants of the village had already retired to rest. The evening was clear and cold, and the firmament was radiant with stars, the moon being only a few days old. By some strange impulse, the man who had so often gazed upon the far-spread beauty of an ocean sky, stood still for a moment here; and, by as strange a conceit, the silvery semicircle above, as it seemed, even in the crowd of lesser lights, brought to his mind the ever-smiling beauty of Lucy Hartwell. The wanderer lingered for a spacethen hesitatedthen turned suddenlyand, in less than five minutes, he had pushed open the hatch of old Hartwell's door and had entered boldly.
ONE:"Your idea of happiness always was getting something you wanted. Well, lately I've discovered my idea of happiness, and that'swanting nothing."
TWO:
She found herself bending to the rhythm of the music, swaying in Reuben's arms. He held her lightly, and it was wonderful how clever he was in avoiding concussion with the other dancers, most of whom bumped about regardless of anybody else."When did you find him?"
