He played for an hour—Grieg, Chopin, Rubenstein, Liszt,
crashing music. She was already a little prepared by her discursive reading and discussion
under the Widgett influence for ideas and “movements,” though
temperamentally perhaps she was rather disposed to resist and criticise than
embrace them. They can’t help
seeing things in the way they do. A neat tale, giving little away. She saw her life before her robbed of all generous illusions, the
wrappered life unwrappered forever, vistas of dull responses, crises of makebelieve, years of exacting mutual disregard in a misty garden of fine sentiments. All we have to apprehend is a rescue. White said. Bird and have come hither. I didn’t betray you, I swear I didn’t.
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