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supp.itnourisheditselfuntilewalkwas
reaurrs.
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are”
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expressionasshetueduponthedoorstepandlooked
atthehthe
sasgivingsathavingtrustedtheirfortuosuch
anaassador;androduallyhesitateduponthe
thresholdaodenha
“yougoin,denhai”heuingtail,butthe
dooropeningandthefaliarlookofthehouseasserting
itscharheboltedinohers,
andthedoorshutuponhisescape.s.hilberyledthe
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nightandday
andsilver.therehere.
“ah,”shesaid,“katharihere.shestbeupstairs
inherrooyouhavesothingtosaytoher,i
kno.youfindyourway”shevaguely
indicatedtheceilinghagestureofherhand.shehad
beesuddenlyseriousandposed,stressinher
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hadadignitythatralphneverfot.sheseedto
kehireehaoallthatshe
possessed.helefttheroo
thehilberyshouseanystories
andpassageshcloseddoors,all,oncehehadpassed
thedrafloor,unknoountedas
highasheuldandko.
“yiein”heasked.
avoicefroinanswered“yes.”
he,ofa
baretable,andofalonglookingglass.katharinehad
risen,andeepapersinher
haothegroundasshesaw
hervisitor.theexplanatiohesounds
eaning
savetheelves.asiftheforcesoftheworldwereall
atasuheysat,claspinghands,
nearenoughtobetakeheliciouseyeof
tihielfforauniteduple,anindivisibleunit.
“dontve,dontgo,”shebeggedofhiwhenhe
stoopedtogatherthepapersshehadletfall.buthetook
thenhishandsand,givingherbyasuddeniulse
hisoysticlusion,
theyreadeachotherspositionsinsilence.
katharinereadhissheetstoanend;ralphfollowedher
figuresasfarashisthetics.they
ent,
andsatforatiinsilence.
“thosehepapersyouleftoatkew,”
saidralphatlength.“youfoldedtheoquicklythati
uldheywere.”
sheblushedverydeeply;butasshedidnotveor
attettohideherfae
onedisardofalldefences,orralphlikeoa
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virginiawoolf
selvesontofexposure
hadbeenexquisitelypainfulthelightshedstartlingly
vivid.shehadnoeone
sharedherlonelihebeente
andhalfthepreludetoprofoundrejoig.norwasshe
unnsciousthatonthesurfacetheust
appearoftheutstabsurdity.shelookedtoseeher
ralphsled,butfoundhisgazefixedonherhsuch
gravitythatshetuedtothebeliefthatshehadtted
nebutenrichedherself,perhapsieasurably,
perhapseteally.shehardlydaredsteepherself
intheinfinitebliss.buthisglaoaskfor
soassuranceuponanotherpointofvitalio
hiitbeseeher
shehadreaduponhisnfusedsheethadanyaning
ortruthtoher.shebentherheadohepapers
sheheld.
“ilikeyourlittledotesroundit,”she
saidditatively.
ralphnearlytorethepagefroerhandinshaand
despairplatingtheidi
otiostnfusedaionalnts.
heeannothingtoanother,
althoughsohoitonly
katharineherselfbutallthosestatesofndhhad
clusteredroundhersincehefirstsatea
onasundayafteoon.itrepresentedbyitscircuerence
ofsdgessurroundiralblotallthatencirg
glosurrounded,inexplicably,sony
oftheobjectsoflife,softeningtheirsharpoutline,so
thatheuldseecertais,books,andsituations
ostperceptibletothephysicaleye.
didshesledidsheputthepaperdoning
itnotonlyforitsinadequacybutforitsfalsity
orethatheonlyloved
thevisioitdidnotoccurtoherthatthis
diagraadanythingtodoply,
andioneofrefle:
“yes,theethinglikethattotoo.”
hereceivedherassurancehprofoundjoy.quietly
andsteadilythereroseupbehindtheof
lifethatsoftedgeoffiresredtinttothe
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nightandday
atsphereandcrohesehshadowssodeep
anddarkthatoneuldfancypushingfartherintotheir
densityandstillfarther,explindefinitely.her
therehets
notheysharedthesasenseof
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hundevelopedshapesheachwouldunfor
theothertobehold;butforthepresenttheprospectof
thefuturehsilentadoration.
atanyrate,theirfurtherattetstonicatearticulately
erruptedbyaknothedoor,and
theentranaidystery,
annouhataladyisshilbery,but
refusedtoalloetobegiven.
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anyguess,ontheirairs,astowho
thisanonyusladyghtprovetobe.perhapsthefantastic
notionthatshetleblachbackprovided
hasteelknife,o
kathari,appearedtoralphreprobablethan
another,andhepushedfirstintothediningroooavert
thebloed“cassandra”hsuchheartiness
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