And now her mind was so full of the thought that she was in love—in love!—that marvellous state! that I really believe she had some dim idea of talking to him about it. She knew that babies came from the womb; her womb had fallen out with her baby. Her brown curls were pulled tight in a severe chignon. She made up her mind in the train home that it should be a decisive crisis. The trees were graceful and brown, arching and fanning their golden leaves as if to shower with coins the pink-gold sky. There all the loose characters thronged, assignations were openly made, and the spectators diverted themselves with the vagaries of its miserable inhabitants. Your attitude to me—” He fell into a brown study. I have pleaded with her—no wonder that I have pleaded with her in vain.
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