half-distressful

Updated: May 13, 2025

Often in the mornings he would go to the Mirabell Garden to smoke his cigar; there, in stolid contemplation of the statues rows of half-heroic men carrying off half-distressful females he would spend an hour pleasantly, his hat tilted to keep the sun off his nose. The day after Rozsi had fled from him on the stairs, he came there as usual.

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