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As nine o'clock approached, some of the hubbub of the earlierhour passed. The atmosphere of the hotels was not so youthful.The air, too, was colder. On every hand curious figures weremoving--watchers and peepers, without an imaginary circle, whichthey seemed afraid to enter--a dozen in all. Presently, with thearrival of a keener sense of cold, one figure came forward. Itcrossed Broadway from out the shadow of Twenty-sixth Street, and,in a halting, circuitous way, arrived close to the waitingfigure. There was something shamefaced or diffident about themovement, as if the intention were to conceal any idea ofstopping until the very last moment. Then suddenly, close to thesoldier, came the halt.
He was slightly depressed at the tenor of the note for the firstfew minutes, but soon recovered. "She wouldn't write at all ifshe didn't care for me."
