Here was an appalling fact: all her previous loneliness had been trifling beside that which now encompassed her and would for years to come. You go to your room and ring for your maid. And for me there is only one treasure-house. She was slender, and sometimes she seemed tall, and walked and carried herself lightly and joyfully as one who commonly and habitually feels well, and sometimes she stooped a little and was preoccupied. This farewell had been particularly distasteful to him. About many of these houses hung a mysterious taint as of something weakly and commonly and dustily evil; the women who negotiated the rooms looked out through a friendly manner as though it was a mask, with hard, defiant eyes. ’ ‘What name would you like, then?’ Her shadowed features turned in his direction.
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