By and by he ventured to peer into this window. There was a dreadful stifled groan, and she fell heavily upon the landing. “I am afraid,” she answered, “that one’s friends can judge only of the externals, and the things which matter, the things inside are realized only by oneself— stop. I have given up painting. “Where were you?” He inquired, rubbing her shoulders.
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