One of the coolies held the paper lantern. The ladder was now within reach. The girl was like some north-country woodland pool, penetrated by a single shaft of sunlight—beautifully clear in one spot and mysteriously obscured elsewhere. There was something markedly and deliberately liberal-minded in his manner in all their encounters. . The fair boy in the audience who had waved was yet another suitor. “I wonder,” she said, “why one writes him sentences like that? It’ll have to go,” she decided, “I’ve written too many already. But the aunt seized her in her arms and rocked with her.
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