She had discussed the general question of supplies with the helpful landlady. He led her unerringly, pushing her down the narrow stairway that had been the servants’ access to the upper floors, and thence through a small door that led into the chapel. A failure! She must write herself down a failure! At her age, with her ambitions, with her artistic temperament and creative instincts, she was yet to be denied all coherent means of expression. Nice, of course. Her roving eagerness was at all times shaded with shyness, reserve, repression. Watching her strip had been delicious for him, and a part of him enjoyed her self-consciousness acutely. "Poor fellow! I'm glad he has escaped. Here she seems to have developed into a brilliant woman with more character and steadfastness than I should ever have given her credit for. Strewn across the bed was a multitude of jumbled garments. The unequal battle went on.
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