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www.lizi.tweeppoolstrelihstarlight.buttheparison
tiousteleofsokindore
aptofthethrelics.
askatharioucheddifferentspots,lightsspranghere
andthere,andrevealedasquaressofredandgold
books,andthenalongskirtinblueandepaintlustrous
behindglass,andthenahoganyingtable,
ent,and,finally,apictureabove
thetable,toinationrded.
hariouchedtheselastlights,shestood
bafoundhielf
lookeddoheeyesofthegreatpoet,richard
alardydsufferedalittleshockhwouldhave
ledhihadhebeehe
eyeslookedathiutofthellowpinksandyellows
ofthepaintbracedhi
andpassedontoetheentire
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hadsofadedthatverylittlebutthebeautifullargeeyes
ness.
katharioreceiveafull
iression,andthenshesaid:
“thisishisingtable.heusedthispen,”andshe
liftedaquillpenandlaiditdoing
tableholdink,andthependisheveled
inservidspectacles,
readytohishand,ahthetableairof
large,harinepickedup,
rerking:
“ithinkgrandfathersthavebeeeas
largeasanyoneisnoon,asifshe
kneanuscript
oftheodetosarefarless
rrectedthaer.olookatit”
exahenuscript,sheglanced
upathergrandfather,and,forthethousandthti,fell
intoapleasaateiobe
thepanionofthosegiantn,oftheirownlineage,
atanyrate,andtheinsignifitpresentntwas
puttosha.thatgnifitghostlyheadonthevas,
surely,neverbeheldallthetrivialitiesofasunday
afteoon,anditdidersheand
thisyoungnsaidtoeachother,fortheywereonly
sllpeople.
“thisisapyofthefirsteditionofthepoe,”she
ntinued,
anuscript,“ains
severalpoethathavenotbeenreprinted,aswellas
rreinute,andthenon,
asifthesespaceshadallbeencalculated.
“thatladyinblueisgreatgrandther,by
llington.hereisunclesickhewassir
richardon,youknohhavelockto
thereliefofluoeseeoh,thats
theinalalardyily
fortunes,eonegaveusthisbohe
otherdaybecauseithastheircrestandinitials.hink
itsthavebeeheocelebratetheirsilver
weddingday.”
hereshestoppedforant,was
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nightandday
that.denhaaidnothing.herfeelingthathewas
antagonistictoher,hought
ofherfalypossessiouedsokeenlythatshe
stoppedintheddleofher.
herther,reputablyhthe
greatdead,hadparedhi.ruskin;andthe
parisonind,andledhertobe
reanthanwasfair,forayoung
npayingacallinatailatisinadiffere
altogetherfroheadseizedatitsclixofexpressiveness,
gazingiutablyfroehindasheetofglass,
aioherof.ruskin.hehad
asingularfaceafacebuiltforsnessanddecision
ratherthanforssiveion;theforeheadbroad,
thenoselongandfordable,thelipsshavenand
atoncedoggedaive,thecheekslean,ha
deeplyrunningtideofredbloodinthehiseyes,expressive
noaseiersonalityand
authority,ghtrevealresubtleetionsunderfavorable
circes,fortheylear,
broeduedlytohesitateand
spetowonder
ehestandard
ofherdeadheroesifithadbeenadoedhside
hin,thoughhealthy,
cheeks,shesaokensofanangularandacridsoul.his
voice,shenoticed,hadaslightvibratingorcreakingsound
init,ashelaiddoanuscriptandsaid:
“youstbeveryproudofyourfaly,sshilbery.”
“yes,ia”katharineanswered,andsheadded,“do
youthinktheresanythinghat”
“beabore,
though,shohingstovisitors,”headdedreflectively.
“notifthevisitorslikethe”
“isntitdifficulttoliveuptoyouraors”heproceeded.
“idaresayishouldnttrytoepoetry,”katharine
replied.
“no.andthatsy
grandfatherto
on,glansatirically,askatharihought,
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“itsnotyrandfatheronly.yourecutoutalltheway
round.isupposeyoueofohestdistinguished
faliesinengland.therearetheons
andthenningsandyourerelatedtotheotways,
arentyouireaditallinsogazine,”headded.
“theotyusins,”katharinereplied.
“,inafinaltoneofvoice,asifhis
arguntwereproved.
“harine,“idoyouveproved
anything.”
denhaled,inapeculiarlyprovokingway.hewas
asedandgratifiedtofindthathehadthepooannoy
hisoblivious,superpress
her;thoughhepressher.
hesatsilent,holdingthepres
unopenedinhishands,andkatharihe
lanplativeexpressiondeepeninginher
eyesasherannoyancefaded.sheappearedtobensidering
nythings.shehadfotteies.
“again,suddenlyopenile
bookofpoe,asthoughhehadsaidallthatheant
tosayoruld,hpropriety,say.hetuedoverthe
pageshgreatdecision,asifhehebook
iirety,theprintingandpaperandbinding,as
selfof
itsgoodorbadquality,heplaceditoable,
an
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