"Hush!" she said, putting her lean fingers to her lips. She called them back very soon. Now, abruptly, they were real again, though very distant, and she had come to say farewell to them across one sundering year. There was a photo of her that looked exactly like you. She decided to go out into the London afternoon again and get something to eat in an Aerated Bread shop or some such place, and perhaps find a cheap room for herself. It hung from the centre of a stout pole, each end of which rested upon the calloused shoulder of a coolie; an ordinary Occidental chair with a foot-rest. She would never love him as she loved Capes, of course, but there are grades and qualities of love.
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