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www.lizi.twintolinlnsinnfields,andassuredherselfoftheposition
ofssrs.hrateleysoffice.thegreatgas
deliersintheofficeived
thathesatatanenorustableladenhpapers
behohenthefrontroothe
threetalltledhispositionthere,she
bega.nobodyof
hisbuildappeared.shescrutinizedeachlefigureasit
approachedandpassedher.eachlefigurehad,heless,
alookofhidue,perhaps,totheprofessional
dress,thequickstep,thekeenglanceheycast
upoheyhastenedhoafterthedayswork.
thesquareitself,nsehousesallsofully
oosphereofindustry
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nightandday
andpohesparrohechildrenwere
eaingtheirdailybread,asiftheskyitself,hits
grayandscarletclouds,reflectedtheseriousiionof
the.herehefitplace
fortheireting,shethought;herehefitplacefor
herto.sheuldnothelpparing
itesticstreetsofchelsea.hthis
parisoninhernd,sheextendedherratle,
aotheinroad.thegreattorrentofvans
andcartsrianswere
streangis.shestood
fasatedattheer.thedeeproarfilledherears;
thegingtulthadtheinexpressiblefasationof
variedlifepceaselesslyhapurposeh,as
shelooked,seedtoher,sohoalpurpose
fored;itspleteindiffereo
theindividuals,itsards,
filledherporaryexaltation.theblend
ofdaylightandoflalightdeheraninvisiblespectator,
justasitgavethepeopleitransparent
quality,ahefacespaleivoryovalsin
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rushofthecurrentthegreatflo,
theunquenchabletide.shestoodunobservedandabsorbed,
glopenlyiurethathadrun
subterraneouslyallday.suddenlysheched,unwilling,
froheoutside,bytherelleofherpurpose
iningthere.shehadetofindralphdenha
shehastilytuedbatolinlnsinnfields,and
lookedforherlandrkthelightihreetallwindows.
shesoughtinvain.thefacesofthehouseshad
nedinthegeneraldarkness,andshehaddifficulty
ierning.ralphsthreewindows
gavebatheirghostlyglasspanelsonlyarefle
ofthegrayandgreenishsky.sherangthebell,
peretorily,uhepaintednaofthefirafter
sodelaysheaker,whosepail
andbrushoftheelvestoldherthatthewday
r.
grateleyhielf,,sheassuredkatharine;every
oneelsehadbeeennutes.
theely.aygained
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virginiawoolf
uponher.shehastenedbatokings
peopleiraculouslyregaiheirsolidity.she
ranasfarasthetubestation,overhaulingclerkafter
evenfaintly
reseledralphdenhareandreplainlydidshe
seehiandreandredidheseeoherunlike
anyoneelse.atthedoorofthestationshepaused,and
triedtollectherthoughts.hehadgooherhouse.
bytakingacabsheuldbethereprobablyinadvance
ofhibutshepicturedherselfopeningthedrawing
roooor,andandcassandralookingup,and
ralphsentralater,andtheglahe
insinuations.no;sheuldnotfaceit.shee
hiletterandtakeitatoohishouse.shebought
paperandpencilatthebookstall,aeredana.b.c.
shop,upofffee,shesecuredan
etytable,andbeganatvicetoe:
“iissedyou.iuldnot
fadcassandra.theyus”hereshe
paused.“theyinsistthatituted,
“andtalkatall,orexplainanything.i
”hers,nohatshewasin
nicationhralph,thatthepencilterly
ietondued
asiftheorrentofkingsorundownher
pencil.shegazedilyatanotigingonthe
goldencrustede.“tosayallkindsof
things,”sheadded,ingeachhthepainstaking
ofachild.but,o
ditatethesentence,sheress,
atedthatite,and,
lookinground,katharinesaostthelastperson
leftintheshop.shetookupherletter,paidherbill,
andfoundherselfohestreet.shewould
noontitflashed
upohatsheuldheaddress.this
checkseedtoletfallabarrieracrossaverypowerful
eryindesperation,
huntingforthena,firstbyreeringthelook
ofthehouse,arying,inry,toretrace
theteleast,uponanenvelope.
thereshepressedthefarthertheeded.
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nightandday
ething,oreeta
hillshegaveitup.never,sinceshehild,hadshe
feltanythinglikethisblanknessanddesolation.there
rushedinuponher,asifsheso
dreaallthensequencesofherinexplicableindolence.
shefiguredralphsfaceashetuedfroerdoorhout
aissalasa
bloherself,aationthatshedidnot
.shefolloher
door;butitoreeasytoseehiargfar
andfastinanydireethanto
hatheubacktohighgate.perhaps
heoretoseeherinewas
proofofthecleaess,thatshe
startedforhispossibilityoccurredtoher,and
alstraisedherhandtobetoao;hewas
tooproudtoeagain;herejectedthedesireandwalked
onandon,onandonifonlysheuldreadthenas
ofthosevisionarystreetsdoher
iginatiorayedheratthispoint,orckedher
haseheirstrangeness,darkness,anddistance.
indeed,insteadofhelpingherselftoa
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