She had pushed aside her azure veil, taken off her snow-glasses, and sat smiling under her hand at the shining glories—the lit cornices, the blue shadows, the softly rounded, enormous snow masses, the deep places full of quivering luminosity—of the Taschhorn and Dom. . “I’ve thought about it. It did seem germane to the matter that so many of the people “in the van” were plain people, or faded people, or tired-looking people. . It is easy enough to sing these little chansons in an original way—it requires a very different sort of ability to succeed on the stage. Gerald watched its approach with vague interest, which quickened when he saw that it was drawing up outside the very house out of which he had just stepped. As he passed along the main thoroughfare, he heard his own name pronounced, and found that it was a hawker, crying a penny history of his escapes. The tired woman looked quietly at her. “I should really like to find somewhere to stay, if it was only for a few nights.
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