For a long time to come that would naturally be the theme of any story he undertook to write. “I am a fool,” he said. She'll have this hour always with her; and you failed her. But after all, what did it matter whether she had secrets or not? To him she was not a woman but a symbol; and one did not investigate the antecedents of symbols. Left alone, Jonathan lighted a lamp, and, opening the trap-door, descended the secret stairs. She had never been there before at that hour, in that light, and it seemed to her as if she came to it all for the first time. She was in a very uncritical state that afternoon. “A man like that taints a girl by looking at her, by his mere conversation. It seemed to her at this moment that there was nothing left for her to do. "My demeanour ought to convince you that I came with no hostile intention.
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