“It’s the warming up of the year, the coming of the light mornings, the way in which everything begins to run about and begin new things. I don’t know if I express myself clearly. But I do not know you at all, in truth, and I do not understand why you do this. The uncanny directness of those gray eyes, the absence of diffidence, the beauty of the face in profile (full, it seemed a little too broad to make for perfect beauty), the mellow voice that came full and free, without hesitance, all combined to mark her as the most unusual young woman he had ever met. In some cases they were ground almost to powder; in others, driven deeply into the earth, as if discharged from a piece of ordnance. It was cramped even at the end of the passage. Manning, with entirely suitable emotion. Stories … love stories: and to-morrow she would know the joy of reading them! It was almost unbelievable; it was too good to be true.
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