She read beautifully because the fixed form of the poem signified nothing. ” He drew a little nearer to her. Journeying blindly half way across the world, this man had found his quarry. On the way home he was still thoughtful. Even Capes had been for her merely an excitant to passionate love—a mere idol at whose feet one could enjoy imaginative wallowings.
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