I thank God for the beauty you love and the faults you
love. "Is Thames returned
from London?"
"Not yet," replied the other; "but I expect him every minute. Yes, I can readily believe it. He sat down beside her just as
the room became darker. And
the woman who showed this room was tall, with an understanding eye and the
quiet manner of the well-trained servant. He became angry. It towered up high
above the level of the pass, thousands of feet, still, shining, and white, and
below, thousands of feet below, was a floor of little woolly clouds. He would sit in his inner
office and compose conversations with her, penetrating, illuminating, and nearly
conclusive—conversations that never proved to be of the slightest use at all with
her when he met her face to face. She was quite oblivious to the sensation she had created. She began to look for beauty and
discover it in unexpected aspects and places. He had brought the shrubs down from Syria,
and, strangely enough, they had prospered. “I’m sure we’re all delighted to see
you again, Mr.
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