The Nest, The White Pagoda, The Suicide, A Forsaken Temple, Miss Jones and The Masterpiece
The Nest, The White Pagoda, The Suicide, A Forsaken Temple, Miss Jones and The Masterpiece
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he was a child with a strange toy in her hand; it charmed her and she had not learned to dread it.
Her husband's comprehension of her, of her childishness, her fluidity, her weakness, actually touched with respect his comprehension of Sir Walter; for Sir Walter's strength was reverent, even in his recklessness there was dignity. Holland knew that he spoke the truth when he said to Kitty that she might trust him for life.
It was the real thing with Sir Walter. With Kitty the real thing could be little more than the response to reality in others. There was the danger that her husband steadied himself to look at, as he sat in the sunlight outside the summer-house and listened.
The dizziness was quite gone. He had never felt a greater mental clarity. He knew that he must be suffering; but suffering seemed relegated to some region of mere physical sensation. He saw and understood so many things that he had never seen or understood before. He felt no jealousy, not a pang of the defrauded, injur
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