The Senses of Place and Place

Monsieur knew vivet well, and as soon as the boat touched the little quay, he hurried along the shore to la tour where the carrolls were living. The garson was in r that the whole family had gone to take a promenade on the lake. But no, the blonde mademoiselle might be in the chateau garden. If monsieur would give himself the pain of sitting down, a flash of time should present her. He stood a minute, looking at her with new eyes, seeing what no one had ever seen before, the tender side of amy's character. Everything about her mutely suggested love and sorrow.