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But he held the smile until she turned away from the curtain. Then to the Feathers, in Drury Lane. Perhaps it was loneliness. Old farmhouses loomed as they whizzed by, left behind in the gray like mourners. Something as yet unformulated within her kept her estranged from all these practical aspects of her beliefs. It slid off flimsily. We just hit against each other, and here we are flying off at a tangent, a little surprised at what we are doing, all our principles abandoned, and tremendously and quite unreasonably proud of ourselves. ” She spoke like a mistress addressing school-children. Supper was quickly served; the oldest bottle of wine was brought from the cellar; the strongest barrel of ale was tapped; but not one of the party could eat or drink—their hearts were too full. " The hooting was instantaneously changed to cheers. I suppose this is what she learns in her infernal London colleges.
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