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lookingoutoftheng
uptheriver.
kathariners.hilberytued
abruptly,andexclaid:
“ireallybelieveiechedionlythreesentences,
yousee,sothingquitestraightforwardand
npladitfinde”
shebegantopaceupanddo,snatgup
herduster;butsheuoyedtofindany
relief,asyet,inpolishingthebacksofbooks.
“besides,”shesaid,givingthesheetshehadtento
katharine,“idontbelievethislldo.didyrandfather
evervisitthehebrides,katharine”shelookedina
strangelybeseegindgot
runningonthehebrides,andiuldnthelpinga
littledes.perhapsitthe
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froheheygoon,youknoharine
readotherhadighthavebeen
asastercritigachildsessay.herfacegave
s.hilbery,cheditanxiously,nogroundfor
hope.
“itsverybeautiful,”shestated,“but,yousee,ther,
pointtopoint”
“oh,iknoed.“andthatsjust
ingintohead.it
isntthatidontknohingandfeeleverything
,ifididnt,butitputitdown,
yousee.theresakindofblindspot,”shesaid,toug
herforehead,“there.andsleeponights,i
fancyishalldiehouthavingdo.”
froxultationshehadpassedtothedepthsofdepression
aginationofherdeatharoused.the
depressionnicateditselftokatharine.hopotent
theyalldaylonghpapers
andtheclockrikingelevenandnothingdoneshe
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boundboxoodbyhertable,butshedidnotgo
toherhelp.ofurse,katharinereflected,herther
hadnoepaper,aherest
oftheinglookingforit.shecasthereyesdownin
irritation,andreadagaiherssicalsentences
aboutthesilvergulls,asoflittlepinkflowers
s,andthebluestsofhyaths,
untilsheotherssilence.she
raisedhereyes.s.hilberyhadetiedaportfoliontaining
oldphotographsoverhertable,andwaslooking
frooanother.
“surely,katharine,”shesaid,“thener
inthosedaysthantheyareheir
odious,inhise
anservant,
isuppose.unbackfrondia.”
katharinelookedatherther,butdidnotstiroranswer.
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adesilent,andthereforedoubly
poical.shefeltalltheunfaiessof
theadetohertiand
syathy,andrs.hilberytook,katharihought
bitterly,sheeered
thatshehadstilltotellheraboutcyrilssbehavior.
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hathasgathereditselfhighabovetherest;the
edintotheseaagain,andkatharine
feltoncerefullofpeadsolicitude,andanxious
onlythatherthershouldbeprotectedfroain.she
instinofher
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daughtersbody.
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andkind.buttheydidrethais
think.they
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shovingorpushing,notfrettedbylittlethings,
astakingtheirhe
sails.”
kathaririedtointerruptthisdisurse,buttheopportunity
didnote,andsheuldnotforbeartotu
overthepagesofthealbunheoldphotographs
enanden
shoherthehubbuboflivingfaces,
andseed,ashertherhadsaid,toarvelous
dignityandcalasiftheyhadruledtheirkingdo
justlyanddeservedgreatlove.soostincredible
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