Henry C. Rowland,
Doing Good
(1920)
“ Jim had wandered out after dinner to look for Margaret, who had not appeared at her customary table. It was a glorious night with a great moon nearly full, about on a level with the high palm fronds, the edges of which were silvered as the brilliant rays struck down from them. People, like lower animals, are never long in a place without having their particular haunts. Jim knew that Margaret's was at a certain turning of a path where, between the bolls of the big royal palms, one got a charming vista of the sea and was seldom disturbed by noisy groups. ”
