From time to time she would come upon a line of singular beauty or a paragraph full of haunting music; and these would send her rushing on for something that never happened. Remember, in your story—look at it, scattered everywhere!—that line? We arrive at true happiness only through labyrinths of misery. What was to happen now? She turned to Roding quickly. ‘Certainly I have them with me. She herself, and one other there, recognized the interposition of something akin to tragedy.
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