“And think, think”—her voice sank —“of the horrible coarseness!” “What coarseness?” said Ann Veronica. ” He woke the glassy water to swirling activity again, and made the deep-blue shapes below writhe and shiver. ’ ‘Dieu du ciel,’ burst from mademoiselle as she jumped up. ” “Don’t tempt me,” she said, laughing, and drawing her opera-cloak together. She was not a Christian woman. “I am afraid,” she answered, “that one’s friends can judge only of the externals, and the things which matter, the things inside are realized only by oneself— stop. They were in many respects so right; she clung to that, and shirked more and more the paradoxical conviction that they were also somehow, and even in direct relation to that rightness, absurd.
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