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ofsosortprobably,aheday,h
thatvisittoclarissahadexhaustedhiitsheat,itsiy,
andthedrip,drip,ofoneiressionafteranotherdoothatcellar
heystood,deep,dark,andnoonelyfor
thatreason,itssecrecy,pleteandinviolable,hehadfoundlife
likeanunknousanders,surprising,yes;
reallyittookonesbreathaonts;thereingtohibr >
bythepillarboxoppositethebritishseuheant,
iogether;thisaulandlifeah.it
everyhighroofbythatrushofetion
aofhilikeaeshellsprinkledbeach,leftbare.
ithadbeenhisundoinginangloindiansocietythissusceptibility.
nibussolarissa
superfioved,nohe
bestofspirits,allaquiverinthosedaysandsuchgoodpany,
spottingqueerlittlesthetopofabus,for
theyusedtoexplorelondonandbringba
thearketclarissahadatheoryinthosedaystheyhadheaps
oftheories,alheories,asyoungpeoplehave.itoexplain
thefeelingtheyhadofdissatisfa;notknobeing
keveryday;thennot
forsixnths,oryears.itisfactory,theyagreed,hotle
onekneshesaid,sittingonthebusgoingupshaftesbury
avenue,shefeltherselfevery“here,here,here”;andshe
tappedthebackoftheseat;buteverywhere.shewavedherhand,going
upshaftesburyavenue.shehat.sothattoknowher,orany
one,oseekoutthepeoplepletedtheeventheplaces.
oddaffinitiesshehadean
ireet,sonbehindaurees,orbas.itended
inatransdentaltheoryhherhorrorofdeath,allowed
hertobelieve,orsaythatshebelievedforallherscepticisthat
siary
paredhtheother,theunseenpartofus,hspreadswide,
theusurvive,bereveredsohotachedtothisperson
orthat,orevenhauntiainplacesafterdeath...perhaps
perhaps.
lookingbaostthirtyyearshertheory
othisextent.brief,broken,oftenpainfulastheiractual
etingshadbeenoing,
forinstane,
du,justashe
onhislifeasurable.thereysteryaboutit.youwere
givenasharp,aeeting;horribly
painfulasoftenasnot;yetinabsehestunlikelyplaces,
it,opesst,letyoutouch,taste,look
aboutyou,gettheanduanding,afteryearsof
lyinglost.thusshehadetohionboardship;inthehilayas;
suggestedbytheoddestthingssosallyseton,generous,enthusiastic
goosethoughtofhid
hiorethananypersonhehadeverknoing
beforehiouthis,ol,ladylike,critical;or
ravishing,rontic,recallingsofieldlishharvest.hesaw
herstofteniry,notinlondon.oneseafteranother
atbourton....
hehadreachedhishotel.hecrossedthehall,oundsofreddish
chairsandsofas,itsspikeleaved,heredlookingplants.hegot
hiskeyoffthehook.theyoungladyhandedhioletters.he
upstairshesaostoftenatbourton,iesuer,when
hestayedtherefhteven,aspeopledidinthose
days.firstontopofsohilltheresheand,handsclapped
toherhair,hercloakbloshesaw
thesevebeh.orinaakileboilveryiive
okecurtseying,bloheirfaces;her
littlepinkfaceshoanoldanin
attage,etothedo.theywalkedalways;
theothersdrove.sheals,except
thatdog.theytraedlesalongroads.sheoget
herbearings,pilothiaetheyargued,
discussedpoetry,discussedpeople,discussedpoliticsshewasa
radicaltheigathingexceptopped,cried
outatavieadehiookhher;andsoonagain,
throughstubblefields,shehaflo,
iredofodropdoon
inthedusk.then,afterdinner,oldbreitkopfhepiano
andsingchairs,trying
nottolaugh,butalwaysbreakingdownandlaughing,laughinglaughing
atnothing.breitkopfoing,
flirtingupanddoailinfrontofthehouse....
ohitherthisblueenvelope;thatwasherhand.
aings,bound
tobepainfultoreadherletteeededthedevilofaneffort.“how
heavenlyit.shesttellhihat.”thatwasall.
butitupsethiitannoyedhiheing
ontopofhisthoughts,itheribs.
shelethieafterall,shehadrrieddalloh
hinperfecthappinessalltheseyears.
thesehotelsarenotnsolingplaberofpeople
hadhunguptheirhatsonthosepegs.eventheflies,ifyouthought
ofit,hadsettledonotherpeoplesnoses.asforthelinessh
hithintheface,ituchasbareness,
frigidity;athingthathadtobe.soaridtrondeherrounds
atdaaidstosur,forall
theeattobeservedon
aperfectlyplatter.forsleep,onebed;forsittingin,one
arler,
onelookingglass.books,letters,dressinggoon
theiersonalityofthehorsehairlikeinngruousiertinences.and
itlari
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