My arm's nearly well again. ’ She was silent for a space, and it was evident that this part of the story was still too painful to be recalled with ease. They were the only real marriages she had seen clearly. I speak frankly, because you also know that no possible extremity would induce me to accept help from any living person. As she hoisted her skirts near her waist, she thought ruefully of the last time she had worn such an elaborate gown, sometime near 1910 when petticoats were still considered hip everyday garb. At other times he seemed to have regained the normal completely. And now her mind was so full of the thought that she was in love—in love!—that marvellous state! that I really believe she had some dim idea of talking to him about it. There was nothing in the pockets of the coat. Leonardo was to me perhaps like a father, not a lover as you think.
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