“Why shouldn’t one face the facts of one’s self?” She stood up. She drew it out with shaking fingers. That is what I’ve had on my conscience. She felt herself getting into a corner. This farewell had been particularly distasteful to him. Kicked out of there for something shady. That world of fine printed cambrics and escorted maidens, of delicate secondary meanings and refined allusiveness, presented itself to her imagination with the brightness of a lost paradise, as indeed for many women it is a lost paradise. And then she fell into a musing about Capes.
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