The room was papered with green, large-patterned paper that was at worst a trifle dingy, and the arm-chair and the seats of the other chairs were covered with the unusual brightness of a large-patterned chintz, which also supplied the window-curtain. It seemed as if each time her imagination reached out investingly, an invisible lash beat it back. He was all alone, too. I should have known at a glance if it was. Through all he said ran one quality that pleased her—the quality of a man who feels that things can be done, that one need not wait for the world to push one before one moved. The sun was setting, casting long dreary shadows across deformed apple trees. She can be of use to me yet. Life is morality—life is adventure. The reddish-haired young man contributed allusions to the Hegelian philosophy that momentarily confused the discussion. Even to my own brother—if I had one—I could not tell everything, and you, although you are so kind, you are almost a stranger, aren’t you?” “No, no!” he protested. The girl, with a little moan, crossed the room and threw open the window.
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