Chapter 1949 of 1964 · 64 words · ~1 min read

CXXII.

And Juan, puzzled, but still curious, thrust His other arm forth--Wonder upon wonder! It pressed upon a hard but glowing bust, Which beat as if there was a warm heart under. He found, as people on most trials must, That he had made at first a silly blunder, And that in his confusion he had caught Only the wall, instead of what he sought.