A few moments
were consumed in philosophical speculations upon the species of man
who had just left him; but having settled this point shrewdly,
rationally, and satisfactorily, he was compelled to look elsewhere for
his amusement. And first he threw his eyes along the street. It was of
more respectable appearance than most of those into which he had
wandered, and the moon, creating, like the imaginative power, a
beautiful strangeness in familiar objects, gave something of romance
to a scene that might not have possessed it in the light of day. The
irregular and often quaint architecture of the houses, some of whose
roofs were broken into numerous little peaks, while others ascended,
steep and narrow, into a single point, and others again were square;
the pure snow-white of some of their complexions, the aged darkness of
others, and the thousand sparklings, reflected from bright
substances in the walls of many; these matters engaged Robin's
attention for a while, and then began to grow wearisome. Next he
endeavored to define the forms of distant objects, starting away, with
almost ghostly indistinctness, just as his eye appeared to grasp them;
and finally he took a minute survey of an edifice which stood on the
opposite side of the street, directly in front of the church-door,
where he was stationed.
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