The trees were graceful and brown, arching and fanning their golden leaves as if to shower with coins the pink-gold sky. Gerald caught the look and slipped the weapon into his pocket. Capes smiled cheerfully with his eyes meeting hers. ’ Gerald’s eyes never left the girl. The world isn’t ready for girls to start out on their own yet; that’s the plain fact of the case. After all, you may easily come to fetch Mrs Ibstock when you need her. At last, he got into a lane, but had not proceeded far when he was again alarmed by the sound of a horse's tread. She became more and more alive, not so much to a system of ideas as to a big diffused impulse toward change, to a great discontent with and criticism of life as it is lived, to a clamorous confusion of ideas for reconstruction—reconstruction of the methods of business, of economic development, of the rules of property, of the status of children, of the clothing and feeding and teaching of every one; she developed a quite exaggerated consciousness of a multitude of people going about the swarming spaces of London with their minds full, their talk and gestures full, their very clothing charged with the suggestion of the urgency of this pervasive project of alteration.
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