The sun was setting in spectacular multicolored streams beyond Whitefield Park. Lucy felt the hairs on her neck rise. “And then they are swollen up and inflamed and drunken with matter. The unknown, previously so attractive, now presented another face—blank. Oh, to face facts! Gods! what a world it might be if people faced facts! Understanding! Understanding! There is no other salvation. ’ ‘Unless it is Captain Roding,’ put in Lucilla Froxfield from the curved back sofa on the other side of the fireplace. Thought she was a nun at first. “And somehow or other,” she added, after a long interval, “I must pay Mr. You’re just a particular being with nothing else in the world to class with you.
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