She looked at me as though I were some unclean thing, as though my soul were weighted with every sin in the calendar. “I wonder,” she began, presently, “why I love you—and love you so much?. He had brought the shrubs down from Syria, and, strangely enough, they had prospered. It did not cheer or fortify him with false courage and recklessness; it simply enveloped him in a mist of unreality.
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