” The talk became more and more inconclusive and exhausting. Already the seed of a tender dream was stirring. "Nobody composes any more, nobody paints, nobody writes—I mean, on a par with what we've just heard. Give up your lonely hours of work here. And this great mellow place, this London, now was hers, to struggle with, to go where she pleased in, to overcome and live in. His back was no sooner turned, than she slipped this casket into the box. She was afraid people would follow her, she was afraid of the dark, open doorways she passed, and afraid of the blazes of light; she was afraid to be alone, and she knew not what it was she feared. “No thanks, Cathy. ” She roused herself from some dream at the word.
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