The day was so darkly overcast that she had to turn on the small white porcelain lamp that sat upon the makeup crowded vanity. "Do you call this frantic glee happiness?" "It's all the happiness I have known for years," returned the widow, becoming suddenly calm, "and it's short-lived enough, as you perceive. Filled as he was with conflicting emotions, any stretch of silence would be dangerous. . . It would not have interested him in the least to learn that the tub ran on two powers—wind and oil.
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