Left alone, Jonathan lighted a lamp, and, opening the trap-door, descended the secret stairs. My son wanted to marry a woman of thirty in a tobacconist’s shop. In all this world there was no sacred ground that said to her: Return! She was of all human beings the most lonely. Immeasurable disgust possessed her.
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