It seemed to them they could never have been really alive before, but only dimly anticipating existence. He is already married. “Shit happens, John. Ed. Couldn’t make head nor tail of that note of yours. But to confess about Gerald— no, a thousand times. The fact that it was her trusted friend making illicit love to her remained, in spite of all her effort, an insignificant thing in her mind. The costume of this personage was somewhat singular, and might have passed for a masquerading habit, had not the imperturbable gravity of his demeanour forbidden any such supposition. On the one hand, she seemed to think plainly and simply, and would talk serenely and freely about topics that most women have been trained either to avoid or conceal; and on the other she was unconscious, or else she had an air of being unconscious—that was the riddle—to all sorts of personal applications that almost any girl or woman, one might have thought, would have made. The horse-soldiers wheeled round and cleared a path: the foot closed in upon the cart. She addressed her letters, meditated on them for a time, and then took them out and posted them.
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