All through the love music of the second act, until the hunting horns of Mark break in upon the dream, Ann Veronica’s consciousness was flooded with the perception of a man close beside her, preparing some new thing to say to her, preparing, perhaps, to touch her, stretching hungry invisible tentacles about her. It was a copy of the pencil sketch taken of him nine years ago by Winifred, and awakened a thousand tender recollections. “I would not have you go for anything,” she answered. The young fellow was almost as odd in his way as the girl was in hers. Well, I don’t think that’s fair. Finally she fell into reflection. "That's well," replied Wild, entering the house, and fastening the door. Even then she had understood vaguely that she had touched upon some philosophy of life: that one was never lonely when alone, only in the midst of crowds. . Even that he sleeps, I must give to him my thanks, for he has been excessively brave for me.
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