But she could tell by the dullness of his eyes that he saw only some inner vision. She was lovely, painted like the porcelain doll he had always wanted her to be. She is more dear to me than anything else. . The intense darkness added to the terror of the storm. She had to wear cream and a brown sash and a short frock and her hair down, and Gwen cream and a brown sash and a long skirt and her hair up. The money will last longer, and—it won’t bother you. Daughters were in the air that day. That is what terrified her: the consciousness that nothing in her life would be continuous, that she would no sooner form friendships (like the present) than relentless fate would thrust her into a new circle.
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