Through a blur of tears Ruth followed the rocking light until it vanished. Even the light was different in Athens, soft and golden, sweet as the morning dew blessed by Athena herself. Lights glimmered in the windows of the different houses; and a lamp-lighter was running from post to post on his way to Snow Hill.
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