The small Diedermayer clan was a captive
audience. He tried again. "
"No; it is only—what shall I say?—troubled. ”
“You would marry a divorcée?” she asked. Was
he planning on spending more time with her once in the
country?
The streets choked with beggars and the dying. But that other world, in spite of her resolute exclusion of it, was always
looking round corners and peeping through chinks and crannies, and rustling and
raiding into the order in which she chose to live, shining out of pictures at her,
echoing in lyrics and music; it invaded her dreams, it wrote up broken and
enigmatical sentences upon the passage walls of her mind. . Love was joy, and joyous she was when alone. . Nothing, in short, portable or valuable was left.
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