He could lose himself for hours at a time. I have strength enough to drag myself there, and I do not want to return. She felt he was going to say something more—something still more personal and intimate. Afterward, one afternoon, he hovered about her, and came and sat beside her and talked of beauty and the riddle of beauty for some time. A thickly-set, sandy young man, with an unwholesome complexion and grease-smooth hair, had entered the room.
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