“Whenever they try to take hold of life a man intervenes. “You and Anna,” she said, “seem to have stumbled upon a mare’s nest. Jack, whose clothes were covered with dust, and whose face was deathly pale from his recent exertion, looked more like a phantom than a living person. A silver necklace enhanced the dusky beauty of her neck. I only know that it is right to do what I do. For the most part these were detached people: men practising the plastic arts, young writers, young men in employment, a very large proportion of girls and women—self-supporting women or girls of the student class. He leaned back in a low chair, and watched her graceful movements, the play of her white hands as she bent over some wonderful machine. "How!" exclaimed Sheppard. “I get that a lot. It's certain.
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