There were moments when she doubted whether the whole mass of movements and societies and gatherings and talks was not simply one coherent spectacle of failure protecting itself from abjection by the glamour of its own assertions. She lingered over donning her winter coat, buttoning each toggle and placket, double knotting her long scarf. Wood, delighted at the idea. He looked at it with uplifted eyebrows, but made no remark. . The very carts and vans and cabs that Wellington Street poured out incessantly upon the bridge seemed ripe and good in her eyes.
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