She began to think persistently of Capes, and it seemed to her now that for some weeks at least she must have been thinking persistently of him unawares. It must have been impossible to see me through that much rain. I don't think. He was so seldom wrong. But, it can't be helped. Most women of great physical beauty are flawed, and their flaw is that they are dense with no ability to perceive or retain true knowledge. The great ordeal—that which she had most dreaded—had proved to be no ordeal at all. He too, when she had disappeared, called a carriage. “Life—things—I don’t think her prospects now—Hopeful outlook.
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