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Gently--was it experimentally?--he pressed her hand at parting; but his own felt undisturbed and

emotionless. Did she still care? The answer to the question hardly interested him.

The young moon had set, and from the uninviting cot he could see one half of a star-studded sky.

So that was all over.

Why had he obstinately clung to that dream?

So all these years--since when?--he had been seeing the light of dead stars, long extinguished, yet

seemingly still in their appointed places in the heavens.

An immense sadness as of loss invaded his spirit, a vast homesickness for some immutable refuge of the

heart far away where faded gardens bloom again, and where live on in unchanging freshness, the dear,

dead loves of vanished youth.