reinvaded

Updated: August 6, 2026

The square, deserted but half an hour ago, was reinvaded with its little people of nurse-maids, gray-coated policemen, and loungers reading their papers on the benches near the fountain. The elms still dripped, their wet leaves glistening again to the sun. There was a delicious smell in the air a smell of warm, wet grass, of leaves and drenched bark from the trees.

Frank Norris - A Man's Woman