” He made a step toward her. “These are the playgrounds of life. To-night the subtle suggestiveness of those few daring lines, fascinating in their very simplicity, the head thrown back, the half-closed eyes—the inner meaning of the great artist seemed to come to him with a rush. She reminded him of his linnet, when he gave the bird the freedom of the house: it became filled with a wild gaiety which bordered on madness. She could now see to read; so she stirred the manuscript about until she came upon the first page. No blowzy barmaids for him to-day: an American bar-keep to whom he could tell his troubles and receive the proper meed of sympathy. 219 “Some in Europe, a few down south, none here. I’ve had it, Sheila.
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