She closed her eyes more vividly to recall some line which had carried the blot. ” It was a tiny little room, daintily furnished, individual in its quaint colouring, and the masses of perfumed flowers set in strange and unexpected places. Remember, in your story—look at it, scattered everywhere!—that line? We arrive at true happiness only through labyrinths of misery. ” He turned upon her almost fiercely. She pointed hither and yon, smiled and shook her head. "Manuscripts! Why, this chap is a writer, or is trying to be. ’ She pronounced it with a French inflexion, but Gerald understood her to mean the English name he knew. “I thought I was just up against Morningside Park and father, but it’s the whole order of things—the whole blessed order of things. Then he turned with a fierce movement to take her into his arms.
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