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2012-12-14 19:59:22
mounds ofblue and green which seemed to her like clods with no life in them now,yet she vowed, she would inspire them, force them to move, flow, do herbidding tomorrow. How did she differ? What was the spir it in her, theessential thing, by which, had you found a crumpled glove in the cornerof a sofa, you would have known it, from its, hers indisputably?
She was like a bird for speed, an arrow for directness. She waswillful; she was commanding (of course, Lily reminded herse f, I amthinking of her relations with women, and I am much younger, an insignificantperson, living off the Brompton Road). She
