And imprinting a kiss upon his mother's cold lips, he left the room. She was surprised at his modesty. Wood trembled. On their left the river, with its gloomy pile of buildings on the opposite side, and a huge revolving advertisement throwing its strange reflection upon the black water. This farewell had been particularly distasteful to him. Years ago I marked out an intinerary for myself; but the trip never materialized. He was certain that those lips of hers had never known the natural and pardonable simper of youth.
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