” She covered her face with her hands. Your attitude to me—” He fell into a brown study. Somewhere in the world there was a book clerk with a discerning mind; for he had given her the best he had. The sea was no longer rolling brass; it was bluer than anything he had ever seen. In all this world there was no sacred ground that said to her: Return! She was of all human beings the most lonely. Even the abstract paintings on the wall were gray. ‘How could you? No wonder mademoiselle is angry with you.
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