My dear! we’ve
had so many moments! I used to go over the times we’d had together, the things
we’d said—like a rosary of beads. Fly! fly!"
"Do not think of me, mother, but of yourself," cried Jack, in an agony of tears. But that other world, in spite of her resolute exclusion of it, was always
looking round corners and peeping through chinks and crannies, and rustling and
raiding into the order in which she chose to live, shining out of pictures at her,
echoing in lyrics and music; it invaded her dreams, it wrote up broken and
enigmatical sentences upon the passage walls of her mind. ” He said. “Dear old daddy!” she said, and was
amazed to find herself shedding tears. She was feeling extraordinarily well that night, so that the sense of
her body was a deep delight, a realization of a gentle warmth and strength and
elastic firmness.
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