“Yes, I know. His voice propelled her to cry even harder, so hard that she began to laugh behind her tears. Parbleu, but she was a fool. . “I am tired,” she said, “and I want to rest. Again he rushed. ” “Not long ago,” she said, “you left me in anger, partly because of this exchange of identities between Annabel and myself. I want to make you feel that here is a place where the crowd does not clamor nor ill-winds blow. What a pity! For all her ignorance of material things—the human inventions which served the physical comforts of man—how much she knew about man himself! She had seen him bereft of all those spiritual props which permit man to walk on two feet instead of four—broken, without resilience.
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