Still—you must learn for yourself. ’ ‘Yes, it’s all my fault,’ he agreed soothingly, ‘and you may rail at me presently as much as you please. ‘Of course it is,’ corroborated Hilary. She wanted to stay where she was; but tears were dangerous; the more she wept, the weaker she would become defensively. The girl was pretty, and apparently a lady. The queer phase of the dream was this, she was at no time a woman; she was symbolical of something, and he followed to learn what this something was. I’d take it— forgive me if I seem a little urgent—as a sort of proof of friendliness.
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