” The figure of her aunt, a little distant, a little propitiatory, behind the coffee things, filled her with a sense of almost catastrophic adventure. He cupped her small hands in the bowl of his large ones and reassured her in the kindest manner, saying, “You will have the finest life that Florence has to offer. Good riddance. "I will struggle no longer with destiny. “It’s the stir of spring,” he said. But that's an infirmity shared by a great many sounder heads than mine. It isn't as if he were stricken with typhoid or pneumonia or something like that. Her eardrums were burning with the echoes of those hideous shouts. The life with which he had endued these sheets of paper began to beckon imperiously. Everybody talking of you. ” She became aware of her aunt, through the panes of the greenhouse, advancing with an air of serene unconsciousness from among the raspberry canes.
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